Wow.
I thought I had seen some bad logic before but that takes the cake.
A robot is not going to refuse to assimilate, join a gang, drive drunk or commit other crimes.
Actually my main objection to so much undocumented labor is that it seems that nearly the entire younger generation around this area has never had a hard, nasty, unpleasant job working in the fields like I did, and as a result damn few of them even have the work ethic of a Hippy trying to hitchhike to Woodstock.
The bigger problem with robots is that they won’t vote Democrat or pay union dues.
From age 14 on during summer break I picked strawberries, de-tassled corn, milked cows, put up hay, and if I could travel a few miles south, picked peaches in August. During school months only worked the milking barn. My kids had none of these opportunities, and my grandkids won’t either. Sad.
This weekend, my little sister and I will comb the river bottoms for wild mushrooms to eat now and freeze for later. I can hardly wait. Girls of a feather still stick together. Grand daughter is only 7 months old and can’t come until she’s three. Maybe I can teach some of the past.