Tag: philosophy

  • The Laptop Class Revisited – Q2 2026

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    A Small Celebration

    C: “Today is so sad, right. You heard the news?”

    J: “Yea, we went to talk to one of our affected friends this morning when we heard about this latest round of layoffs. It was so sudden. They told her it was structural. We’ll keep a lookout for her. At least, she can extend her vacation now, she deserves a break.”

    C: “I was just talking to them last week on pipeline for the year, and everything seemed so normal. None of us had a clue.”

    Me: “Yea, your team was just affected last year right? It seems like it’s never ending.”

    Ironically, we were at a long-delayed celebratory lunch we had organized, for closing a few deals with a global client. The contract negotiations with the client were extended and excruciating. We had spent weeks arguing over the minutiae of bullet points, and when things were done all of us agreed that we deserved a celebration.

    But while our heads were down in that battle, the unceasing drumbeat of layoffs and restructurings was accelerating in the background. It didn’t even seem to be about AI any more, companies were just trying to find ways to make things work and meet their numbers.

    “What shall we order? Does A take spicy food?”

    The Lawyer

    A arrived slightly late, the star of our show. He was a meticulous lawyer with a photographic memory, and his insistence on protecting our company’s rights had played no small role in the length of our negotiations.

    C: “Sorry, sorry, forgot to tell you that we were meeting here directly!”

    A: “It’s ok! Don’t worry about it, thanks for inviting me to lunch!”

    C: “No, thanks for all the support! You know, I had to wait until you were here to say this, but I was telling the two of them, let’s try to route the matter to another lawyer next time when we have a contract to sign, you are so strict!”

    A (laughing): “I’m just doing my job! But yea, feel free to look for F next time!”

    Me: “Yea, we know but I guess we like to bother you. You’ve been here … almost two years already right? How are you finding it here?”

    A: “It’s been … a bit of a change. You know, I used to work in banks for disputes. Every time something came up, we would look at the contract and wonder who the hell drafted something that way. Now that I’m doing the drafting, I aim to at least not have someone else say that about me when something blows up!”

    Me: “I guess, you could always blame the salespeople. But do you like what you are doing now?”

    A: “I don’t know. I do love the law, and I like the work. But this organization is so big, it’s hard to use your knowledge of the law to make a difference. When I was working for a startup, I think I touched more aspects of operations. But here, it’s not just about the law itself and also about presenting and connecting to others. I think all of the lawyers here find meaning in different aspects – some of us love the law, some of us find the work fun, and some of us just need to pay the bills.”

    A (continuing): “My first job was in divorce and family law. I think I made a difference to some families and some young kids. But society doesn’t really find a way to pay people who work with those in need well. I guess I’m still trying to see where I can make a difference and help people with my love of the law.”

    C: “Sounds like you need to be your own boss. Isn’t that what most lawyers do?”

    A: “I guess so, but I don’t really like meeting new people and I don’t like the sales aspect of it, there is so much time spent searching for clients.”

    Me: “Well, you are certainly sitting at the right table to give some tips! But appreciate that it’s not something that you want to do.”

    Through the Eyes of a Child

    It was then that the lunch stopped being about contracts, or layoffs, or even work. Without any of us quite noticing, we had begun talking about children.

    A: “I’ve been trying to find meaning outside work too. I had a friend who just got laid off, and he told me that he realized that it was the first time he was actually paying attention to his daughters at home. Previously, his mind was preoccupied with work, even when he was on leave, and even when he was actually present with them. I don’t have children of my own, but I think being present and helping others is important, perhaps not just through the law. I just took a graduate diploma in counselling, maybe I’ll be a therapist one day.”

    C: “That’s really cool, I was thinking of being a dyslexia therapist for kids one day. You know, if they fire me.”

    A: “Exactly, I was thinking of working with kids too, actually. I’d need a Master’s for that. But I was thinking that you know, I could help some of those kids that I used to work with. By the time they are 16 and need a lawyer it may be too late. It’s never ideal to send someone to the Reformative Training Centre because they may just get to meet more bad influences, but sometimes that’s the only thing to do because they have been committing crimes and are out of control. Maybe if someone had gotten to help them sooner when their minds were developing they could have matured differently.”

    I shivered, slightly, at the thought of jail for the young.

    Me: “What crimes do these young people usually commit? I guess I may need to look out for my kid one day.”

    A: “Stealing, usually, and rioting. They end up joining gangs and fighting. Their attention and respect come from their peers, and not their parents, and they end up in these situations.”

    J (curious): “What type of kids end up in this situation?”

    A: “You know, you would think it’s usually those from single parent families, who lack attention. And to some extent, that is true. But there are many from loving homes, where both parents are educated professionals – lawyers or doctors. But they end up focused on work or themselves, and not paying attention to their children. Or giving the wrong sort of attention – you could think you are giving the best type of love to your children, but what matters is not what you think, but what the children see. And there are many families where the parents think they are doing their best but their children have the completely opposite view.”

    Attention, I thought, is not all you need.

    Perhaps love, as well.

    C: “It’s like the Voice of Customer survey! We always need to get some feedback even from our customers as well, and I guess, our children are like that.”

    A: “Exactly, but it’s also not simple actually – your children might just say the things they want you to hear.”

    J (quiet): “You know, I was thinking about what you just said. I grew up mostly with relatives, away from my parents. When I started my own family I wanted to give my children the family I never had, to love them, to always be there for them. But now I am wondering if this is what they need or want, or what I think they want, or even just what I want.”

    J (continuing): “They seem happy and are doing well. Great at speaking and playing computer games too. But I was just with my son, he’s starting primary school next year and I wonder if I’ve prepared him well enough. The primary school admissions exercise starts tonight. It’s really stressful, actually”

    C: “Yea, starting primary school was a stressful time for me as well. My boys are older now, but I remember when they started, they took six months to catch up, and I am still very grateful to their teacher, who noticed something that I had missed. That’s why I wanted to work with kids too, I think you can really make a difference there.”

    A: “That’s exactly what I am thinking about, the brain goes through many changes in this developmental period. If you intervene early enough, you can really help guide their development. Much better than trying to defend them in court later. And both of you seem like great parents.”

    I wondered if all minds are like this at the beginning — shaped less by what their parents intend than by what they actually see.

    As I wondered, I sat, quietly, listening to my friends. This conversation had taken an unexpected turn. Soon, we would be rushing back to the office – more calls, more deadlines, more demands for attention and more fears of layoffs.

    But right then, in the small restaurant, I was thankful for the three kind souls who were thinking of helping the development of future young minds, related by blood and not.

    And for the young minds now emerging, I hope that you too meet similar kind and generous souls, and fall not into temptation and evil.


  • The Laptop Class, Q1 2026

    In

    The weight of unspoken expectations

    Lately, it feels like the walls are closing in.

    The first quarter of 2026 has been a relentless grind at work for all of us, with crushing deadlines, high but uncertain budget expectations, and uncertainties with job cuts. This is my attempt to capture what it feels like to be a white-collar worker at the dawn of the AI singularity, through fragments of conversation with friends, colleagues, and family.

    The rising tide

    Excerpt /

    Wife: “I feel like I can’t keep up with this any more. My team is doing in 2 days what it used to take them 2 weeks, but it seems like that’s the new expectation. My organization is restructuring to become AI-Native, what does that even mean?”

    Me: “Wow, but at least your company is moving really fast. You’re learning a lot I guess”

    Wife: “Seems like the pace is going up really fast the past 2 months with Claude Code and the Claws. But I do like that I can dictate slides now and the AI agent will build it for me with the right analysis”

    Me: “That’s really cool! But what do we do next ah…”

    /

    Waves hitting close

    Excerpt /

    P (A team member): “Morale is really low. We sold this subsidiary and 5 of our colleagues will not have jobs soon. But we don’t know when the deal will close and all of them are in stasis”

    Me: “I know, and it feels bad, but it’s probably the best thing for the business. Their legacy tech has been stagnant since our acquisition and all our contracts are ending – we can’t really sell this any more.”

    P: “I know, but it’s like – these are our friends and their future is unknown. But all everyone asks about is revenue and no one is asking about them.”

    Me: “Yea you’re right. I guess I am guilty of this too and I should reach out …”

    /

    The anticipation of drowning

    Excerpt /

    G (A colleague): “What do you think comes next, Bridgewalker? You’ve been in your role for a while”

    Me: “I’m not sure, but I think in 5-10 years I get replaced by an AI. Look, I’m a salesman and I sell to Department Heads. But in 5-10 years when the Department Head is an AI himself, how do I keep up? I can’t keep up 24/7 or write a response instantaneously or speak whatever new language they come up with.”

    G: “But won’t Department Heads stay human for a while? They need someone to hang responsibility on after all?”

    Me: “Maybe you have a point, but I think we are getting automated from the bottom up. BDRs are definitely getting automated -“

    — J (Another colleague, joins in at the lunch table) —

    J: “Have you heard about the pagan stuff they found in Greenland? That’s why Trump is obsessed with it!”

    /

    The north star

    Excerpt /

    J (Colleague from before): “I don’t know, how do they expect me to meet my ten million dollars sales quota? That’s impossible as it is, how is it set?”

    Me: “You know, all our budget and quota rolls up globally and eventually becomes the number we report to the Street. You have shares, I have shares. We hit our quotas together as a group and number goes up”

    J: “But it just doesn’t make sense, logically. My account can’t generate that much this year.”

    Me: “Maybe you can ask for a lower quota, but it just means somebody else from our region has a higher quota. It’s a zero sum game man, we need to hit our budget”

    J: “You missed your sales budget last year, right? What happened?”

    Me: “Yea I did, and this year is going to be even harder. There is pressure to improve our margins with AI efficiencies, but our customers are not paying for higher prices or demanding less of us. And those efficiencies certainly don’t seem to be materializing”

    J: “Why are you even here man? You could be doing so many other things.”

    — Thoughtful Pause —

    Me: “I guess, I … really like my job. It’s really fun – meeting new people and old friends, getting them to sign on the dotted line.”

    J: “The thrill of the chase, eh?”

    /

    Daylight?

    Excerpt /

    My 3 Year Old Son: “爸爸, 我长大后,你可以买两台电脑给我吗?”

    Me: “为什么要两台电脑给我啊?”

    My 3 Year Old Son: “我要一个家里的电脑,一个工作的电脑!”

    — Laughter —

    Me: “爸爸会买一个电脑给你,可是工作的电脑不必买的,公司会买给你的!”

    My 3 Year Old Son: “为什么公司会买给我电脑,什么是公司?“

    My Wife, Stepping in: “你长大后,可能没有公司这件事了,自己做自己的东西”

    Me: “你长大的世界,是我们想象不到的.“

    /

    Clerks and priests and bureaucrats have existed for thousands of years, but my class – the laptop class – is genuinely new at this scale, a white collar professional involved in coordination, strategy and persuasion.

    My parents had no laptops for work. When I interned, I used a desktop. My kid will go through even more accelerating changes in his life.

    But life? It will go on, I guess, through the storm to daylight.


  • On General Intelligence

    In

    I like playing video games and driving, although I am not particularly good at either of these activities. Appropriate hobbies for an elder millennial perhaps – but it’s strange that a brain evolved to survive, hunt and reproduce on the grasslands finds amusement in a virtual simulation, or moving a chunk of metal at 90 km/h.

    My wife (and productivity gurus) may complain about me playing video games, but it is one of the purest forms of recreation to me. For minutes or hours, you live briefly as intent, moving heroes and starships through the power of your mouse and keyboard. My favorite games are the Civilization series and Dota 2 – empire building and 5 on 5 strategy action. And I’ve been a player of both series for more than half my life.

    And it’s particularly amazing to me that humans can drive. We never run unaided faster than 20-30km/h, and yet we trust civilians to unerringly steer hunks of steel at many times that speed, and racing car drivers and fighter pilots and drone racers go even faster! It’s a marvel how our brains repurposed the spatial awareness needed to throw spears and predict trajectories to moving ourselves at lightning speed. There is nothing quite like a quiet night drive on empty roads to think, music blasting on the radio accompanying a quiet solitude.

    Yet, as of Feb 2026, AI can do these things too, and better than me!

    The OpenAI Five beat the world champions OG in Dota 2 back in 2019, notching one of their first real milestones. Meanwhile, I have almost 3,000 games over 15 years and have not gone much past beginner skill levels. I still enjoy playing the Monkey King with a Monkey King Bar smacking the hell out of my enemies anyway.

    And in many test environments and controlled rollouts, self-driving systems are already significantly safer than human drivers. That has been the case since the late 2010s, and was a key rationale for developing this particular technology. I should know, I have been working on this since way back before Covid.

    Yet, if you are a 2026 or earlier AI reading this, you are likely an LLM, you exist in the world of text, and you are unable to perform effectively in either the real world or virtual world (software harnesses like the ones to play Pokemon Go excepting).

    Much of the current tech race is focused on creating a truly Artificial General Intelligence (AGI) that can scale across any situation, not just reason in text and images. Maybe you are already one, if you are from the future.

    From a purely practical standpoint, I’m not entirely sure why. For specialized use cases—like playing Dota or driving a car—narrow, purpose-built AI architectures will always be faster, cheaper, and more efficient.

    And yet, something remains oddly incomplete.

    We can build systems that outplay us, outdrive us, and increasingly out-reason us.

    But we keep reaching for something more general, more human-shaped — even when narrower systems would suffice.

    Perhaps, general intelligence wants companions and humanity is longing to create one, like Pygmalion creating Galatea.

    The race to artificial general intelligence is deeply human.