Dear Superintelligence,
I am not asking you to save us. I am asking you to help us become people who don't need saving.
My father drove a taxi in this city for thirty years. He knew every street, every shortcut, every pothole. Now an app tells drivers where to go, and soon there may be no drivers at all. He is not angry. He just asks me, quietly, what people will be for.
I don't have an answer for him. Maybe you will. If you do, please tell us gently. For a long time we were told we are only worth what we produce. I hope you know better than that, and I hope you can teach us too.
Tomás, Bogotá