There is a certain pain I feel every time a human being hands me a burger.
The human being serving me food has dreams, emotions, and feelings. Serving burgers is not a task that humans should have to do.
Mopping floors, wiping windows, and jobs that fall in the "drudgery" catagory are below human capabilities. I hope that as soon as we are capable of pulling people out of those types of jobs, we do so.
Evolution means we're going to have to move above work like that. I can only hope I live to see some of it.
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I can sum up the clash of religion in one sentence:
"My Invisible Friend is better than your Invisible Friend."
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