Technology can be frustrating, especially when it's designed to oust you from your sense of being.
Who better, then, to offer a jaded human's perspective than Lewis Black, a man who makes lemons seems remarkably sweet?
You might imagine that Black's observations are both predictable and curmudgeonly.
You might conceive that he isn't the wisest commentator when it comes to new technology.
However, as you watch him express his inner feelings, you realize that some of it is clearly fear-based.
He worries that he himself will be predictable and therefore, one suspects, will be subject to domination.
And then he discovers that there's a robot that just knows when you need a beer and pours you one.
Still, he muses further and considers just how far technology wishes to push its intelligence.
The mere idea that we might never die twists his mind into figures of hate.
"Who decided that this crappy generation is the one that deserves to live forever?" he gruffs.
Well, the crappy generation did, Lewis. It invented the technology.