Welcoming Our New Robot Overlords

When David Stinson finished high school, in Grand Rapids, Michigan, in 1977, the first thing he did was get a job building houses. After a few years, though, the business slowed. Stinson was then twenty-four, with two children to support. As he explained over lunch recently, that meant finding a job at one of the two companies in the area that offered secure, blue-collar work. "Either I'll be working at General Motors or I'll be working at Steelcase by the end of the year," he vowed in 1984.