Though I did vote (early) for Trump, going very much against the grain in this always blue town, I did so as not exactly the lesser of two evils, but close. Because, frankly, I agree with Joe Allen, in that the transhumanist agenda is alive and well, though not mentioned by name, in even the Trump campaign.

And yet, I realize, this AI-driven world likely IS the future — in which we will leave behind our ruination of this beautiful living Earth and drift, as weird immortal spores, out into the universe.

So how can I come to terms with this eventuality? Must I  absorb the book Clif High mentioned obliquely in a discussion that I listened to in the middle of last night? (He has been looking remarkably youthful; everybody notices it . . .)