Oliver Bateman Does the WorkVerified account

The year is 2031. You are escorted to your table and given the finest plastic cutlery and cottonelle diaper wipes. You check your diaper with your bluetooth app and all appears to be fine; 75% load capacity. A plate is brought out. On the plate is the hand of a orang-otang.

"Is this lab-grown?" you ask the waiter, who is behind bulletproof glass. "Oh yes," they assure you. "Damn well better be. I'm paying through the nose to eat ethically," you say. "We at McDonald's grow the food on site. Would you like a spritz of vaccine? Some antibiotics?"

This is all very well, you suppose. You check Discord. It seems your clones are doing a good job "leveling" at the various JRPGs you've assigned them to work. Reinvesting that UBI in clones was a wise move. You hop on Speakerrr and peruse the hot takes, 50% deep fakes & 50% AI

Fursuit pretty privilege seems to be the topic du jour. No one discusses the cost of these suits, but why would they? They're AIs. Money is no more valuable to them than wind or air. They instead focus on intricate cancellations of each other's personalities. Few survive the day

Do we at least have flying cars?! I need flying cars to escape this dystopia by inputting "Alert, Canada" as destination and taking a nap while I careen toward the (now balmy) Arctic