Raynine
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I do most of my shopping at the Market Basket Plaza just shy of the city line. I am on the event horizon of my eighth decade and so are many of the shoppers I see there. I am a Baby Boomer, and I believe we are still the largest generation still breathing on this Earth. In the age of AI, it is notable that there are no self-checkout kiosks in the store. I believe that the thinking here is that those self-checkouts would probably take someone’s job and because the Market Basket corporation is unionized it is not permitted; I am ok with that. I was in the Steelworker’s Union for twenty years and I receive a small pension from them that comes in handy now that I am retired.
I also worked at another corporation for thirty years that offered a pension but was not unionized. So, that money comes in handy as well. People like me are becoming rare because we come from a time when private corporations provided for us if we demonstrated some loyalty to them. I was able to witness the switch from corporations that valued human loyalty over globalist profiteering at that second corporation. Years ago, the company announced that pensions were ending and even employees hired with the promise of a pension were told: “tough luck”. It’s the “new way”. Employee loyalty was the old way.
I know Market Basket is fighting AI ostensibly for its workers and I admire the concept. I know the store is loaded with old codgers like me and I have so far been able to avoid bagging groceries there. I have also been able to dodge the radiation and chemotherapy resulting from the large alcohol sections in the store that still serves the long term self-ingratiating addiction to booze that keeps them sick and dying early.
In my old age I must be a quarterback with my shopping cart to get around all the climbing walls of hootch piled on the floors right where I need to walk on my way to get food. That liquid nectar is piled everywhere in the store in case the elderly like me forget they need it-for medicinal purposes of course. Apparently, alcohol helps with preserving memory and brain function in spite of the fact that dementia in the city is out of control. Dementia is important for some communities. It keeps people voting the right way.
The unionized Market Basket corporation is fighting for its employees by not allowing AI kiosks in the store and there are plenty of graying customers that support that by hoisting cases of beer into those shopping carts. But the Market Basket Corporation has not stopped with just disallowing self-checkout kiosks. They have now made space for a massive new state liquor outlet right next to the supermarket in case some of the public forgets the nectar.
The city already had a huge liquor store, but marketing is marketing, and citizens now realize that alcohol is so important that bigger is better. Obviously the genius thinking of the community is evident in who they support for political office, but keeping the juice flowing cannot be overlooked. So unionized Market Basket is to be commended for sticking to its guns and not allowing that dangerous AI to take a job in the store.
If aged citizens like me decide to take up drinking again we now know where to go to be happy in our final days of eating, drinking, and being merry. We do not care about kiosks that might rely on extra thinking to operate. We created the Great Society did we not? It is the government’s responsibility to think for us right? Do we dream of a Department of Alcoholism? I think some Boomers do. I’m not one of them. I guess that makes me a black sheep.
Do black sheep matter? I wonder.
I also worked at another corporation for thirty years that offered a pension but was not unionized. So, that money comes in handy as well. People like me are becoming rare because we come from a time when private corporations provided for us if we demonstrated some loyalty to them. I was able to witness the switch from corporations that valued human loyalty over globalist profiteering at that second corporation. Years ago, the company announced that pensions were ending and even employees hired with the promise of a pension were told: “tough luck”. It’s the “new way”. Employee loyalty was the old way.
I know Market Basket is fighting AI ostensibly for its workers and I admire the concept. I know the store is loaded with old codgers like me and I have so far been able to avoid bagging groceries there. I have also been able to dodge the radiation and chemotherapy resulting from the large alcohol sections in the store that still serves the long term self-ingratiating addiction to booze that keeps them sick and dying early.
In my old age I must be a quarterback with my shopping cart to get around all the climbing walls of hootch piled on the floors right where I need to walk on my way to get food. That liquid nectar is piled everywhere in the store in case the elderly like me forget they need it-for medicinal purposes of course. Apparently, alcohol helps with preserving memory and brain function in spite of the fact that dementia in the city is out of control. Dementia is important for some communities. It keeps people voting the right way.
The unionized Market Basket corporation is fighting for its employees by not allowing AI kiosks in the store and there are plenty of graying customers that support that by hoisting cases of beer into those shopping carts. But the Market Basket Corporation has not stopped with just disallowing self-checkout kiosks. They have now made space for a massive new state liquor outlet right next to the supermarket in case some of the public forgets the nectar.
The city already had a huge liquor store, but marketing is marketing, and citizens now realize that alcohol is so important that bigger is better. Obviously the genius thinking of the community is evident in who they support for political office, but keeping the juice flowing cannot be overlooked. So unionized Market Basket is to be commended for sticking to its guns and not allowing that dangerous AI to take a job in the store.
If aged citizens like me decide to take up drinking again we now know where to go to be happy in our final days of eating, drinking, and being merry. We do not care about kiosks that might rely on extra thinking to operate. We created the Great Society did we not? It is the government’s responsibility to think for us right? Do we dream of a Department of Alcoholism? I think some Boomers do. I’m not one of them. I guess that makes me a black sheep.
Do black sheep matter? I wonder.
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