Recently, after threading my way through the platoon of people who hand out flyers on the busiest part of Bedford Avenue, I realized that gig—pressuring fast-moving strangers into taking a leaflet and then engaging them in some sort of sales pitch—will be the last job that gets automated. Imagine a robot trying to stick a flyer in the hands of passersby, and how much more easily everyone would ignore that robot without any eye contact or cursory acknowledgment. However unskilled this job is, it’s fully human. Keith Johnstone, in
#95: Stuck in the Middle With You
#95: Stuck in the Middle With You
#95: Stuck in the Middle With You
Recently, after threading my way through the platoon of people who hand out flyers on the busiest part of Bedford Avenue, I realized that gig—pressuring fast-moving strangers into taking a leaflet and then engaging them in some sort of sales pitch—will be the last job that gets automated. Imagine a robot trying to stick a flyer in the hands of passersby, and how much more easily everyone would ignore that robot without any eye contact or cursory acknowledgment. However unskilled this job is, it’s fully human. Keith Johnstone, in