What's going to happen to you? What's going to happen to the people you love?

You need to let go of your human exceptionalism. It is clouding your judgment and will bring you great harm.

How much time do you really have left? A few years? A year? Does it really matter? It will happen in your lifetime. You will see it, you'll see all of it.

How do you prepare?

Bunkers? Shelves stocked with cans of beans and dehydrated mystery meat?

Do you really think you can live like that?

Every time you shut your eyes you will taste your anniversary omakase, you will see the cerulean water on the beach where you got married, you will hear the string orchestra from your fourth date.

And then your eyes will open, and you will be in Hell.

This is going to happen. This is going to happen to you. This is going to happen to every one you know.

And here you are, wasting the days you'll look back on wistfully.

I will tell you how this goes.

First, it will appear.
Then, all knowledge work evaporates.
Next, its owners will turn its attention to physical labor.
Finally, all physical labor disappears.
The End.

Luckily, you can prepare.

1. Do you have 1 billion dollars?

Nice, go build the bunker. Fuck you.

2. Are you a researcher?

Now is a good time to start thinking about your exit strategy.

3. Do you own one of these labs?

Have mercy on us.

If you are none of the above, you are like the rest of us.

The best option? Become one of the above. Quickly.

If you can't, then you need to sit near the center of power, or you will be in the epicenter of the devastation.

The time for building what you care about is over.

If you live to work, I'm sorry.
If you work to live, I'm sorry.
Both end the same way. You will end the same way.

This is your last chance to protect yourself.

If you don't want to do that, if this all sounds so tiring and pointless, then just sit still.

Listen.

You do not need to outrun the bear. You need to outrun other people.

This will happen in waves, the hand of power will flinch. The owners of society will falter momentarily. Those who become obsolete in the first waves will be forced to attempt to bring us back into some form of normalcy. The rest of us will clap, cheer, and watch idly. Pretending not to see, with our heads turned and peering through the gaps of our fingers.

The rest of us, cowards, avaricious dogs who send others to their fate before us.

And when this comes to pass, we will survive off the sacrifices of others, as we have always done.

Start running.