Think Matrix. . .
If you could wear a helmet that put you into a blissful simulation, while affluent overlords used your body for labor, pumped in nutrients, managed your reproductive needs, and killed you when everything started falling apart, would you do it?
Depends. Could my family come too and we play multiplayer?
If you asked me 20 years ago I’d have signed up so fast and would actually have gotten a little resentful when finding out its just hypothetical. Now, I’m needed. There’s nothing you could offer me that would be worth more than being here for the kids.