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Without them, these jobs would remain undone. Now let's consider quadrant C, the new jobs created by automation—including the jobs that we did not know we wanted done. This is the greatest genius of the robot takeover: With the assistance of robots and computerized intelligence, we already can do things we never imagined doing years ago. We can remove a tumor in our gut through our navel, make a talking-picture video of our wedding, drive a cart on Mars, print a pattern on fabric that a friend mailed to us through the air.

We are doing, and are sometimes paid for doing, a million new activities that would have dazzled and shocked the farmers of These new accomplishments are not merely chores that were difficult before.

Rather they are dreams that are created chiefly by the capabilities of the machines that can do them. They are jobs the machines make up. Before we invented automobiles, air-conditioning, flatscreen video displays, and animated cartoons, no one living in ancient Rome wished they could watch cartoons while riding to Athens in climate-controlled comfort.

Two hundred years ago not a single citizen of Shanghai would have told you that they would buy a tiny slab that allowed them to talk to faraway friends before they would buy indoor plumbing.

Crafty AIs embedded in first-person-shooter games have given millions of teenage boys the urge, the need, to become professional game designers—a dream that no boy in Victorian times ever had. In a very real way our inventions assign us our jobs. Each successful bit of automation generates new occupations—occupations we would not have fantasized about without the prompting of the automation. To reiterate, the bulk of new tasks created by automation are tasks only other automation can handle. Now that we have search engines like Google, we set the servant upon a thousand new errands.

Google, can you tell me where my phone is? Google, can you match the people suffering depression with the doctors selling pills?

Google, can you predict when the next viral epidemic will erupt? Technology is indiscriminate this way, piling up possibilities and options for both humans and machines.

It is a safe bet that the highest-earning professions in the year will depend on automations and machines that have not been invented yet. That is, we can't see these jobs from here, because we can't yet see the machines and technologies that will make them possible.

Robots create jobs that we did not even know we wanted done. Finally, that leaves us with quadrant D, the jobs that only humans can do—at first. The one thing humans can do that robots can't at least for a long while is to decide what it is that humans want to do.

This is not a trivial trick; our desires are inspired by our previous inventions, making this a circular question. When robots and automation do our most basic work, making it relatively easy for us to be fed, clothed, and sheltered, then we are free to ask, "What are humans for? It led a greater percentage of the population to decide that humans were meant to be ballerinas, full-time musicians, mathematicians, athletes, fashion designers, yoga masters, fan-fiction authors, and folks with one-of-a kind titles on their business cards.

With the help of our machines, we could take up these roles; but of course, over time, the machines will do these as well. We'll then be empowered to dream up yet more answers to the question "What should we do? This postindustrial economy will keep expanding, even though most of the work is done by bots, because part of your task tomorrow will be to find, make, and complete new things to do, new things that will later become repetitive jobs for the robots.

In the coming years robot-driven cars and trucks will become ubiquitous; this automation will spawn the new human occupation of trip optimizer, a person who tweaks the traffic system for optimal energy and time usage. Routine robo-surgery will necessitate the new skills of keeping machines sterile.

When automatic self-tracking of all your activities becomes the normal thing to do, a new breed of professional analysts will arise to help you make sense of the data. And of course we will need a whole army of robot nannies, dedicated to keeping your personal bots up and running. Each of these new vocations will in turn be taken over by robots later.

The real revolution erupts when everyone has personal workbots, the descendants of Baxter, at their beck and call. Imagine you run a small organic farm. Your fleet of worker bots do all the weeding, pest control, and harvesting of produce, as directed by an overseer bot, embodied by a mesh of probes in the soil.

One day your task might be to research which variety of heirloom tomato to plant; the next day it might be to update your custom labels. The bots perform everything else that can be measured. Right now it seems unthinkable: We can't imagine a bot that can assemble a stack of ingredients into a gift or manufacture spare parts for our lawn mower or fabricate materials for our new kitchen.

We can't imagine our nephews and nieces running a dozen workbots in their garage, churning out inverters for their friend's electric-vehicle startup. We can't imagine our children becoming appliance designers, making custom batches of liquid-nitrogen dessert machines to sell to the millionaires in China.

But that's what personal robot automation will enable. Everyone will have access to a personal robot, but simply owning one will not guarantee success. Rather, success will go to those who innovate in the organization, optimization, and customization of the process of getting work done with bots and machines. Geographical clusters of production will matter, not for any differential in labor costs but because of the differential in human expertise.

It's human-robot symbiosis. Our human assignment will be to keep making jobs for robots—and that is a task that will never be finished. So we will always have at least that one "job. In the coming years our relationships with robots will become ever more complex. But already a recurring pattern is emerging. No matter what your current job or your salary, you will progress through these Seven Stages of Robot Replacement, again and again:. OK, it can do everything I do, except it needs me when it breaks down, which is often.

OK, it operates flawlessly on routine stuff, but I need to train it for new tasks. OK, it can have my old boring job, because it's obvious that was not a job that humans were meant to do. Wow, now that robots are doing my old job, my new job is much more fun and pays more! This is not a race against the machines. If we race against them, we lose. But he was my first love, and my greatest soulmate … Then everything exploded. The first warning sign came as they were discussing their wedding plans and she handed him his BlackBerry to call his dad.

Her eye was caught by an email from a woman. Because he was known for being a straight talker — to a fault — she believed him. Soon after, they got married and their wedding was officiated by none other than … Bill Clinton. Was that part of his appeal? Only 10 months into their marriage, Weiner texted Abedin to say his Twitter account had been hacked. The media cackled. Abedin cringed. It was, Weiner told her, just an online thing, like a computer game, and he was sorry. I ask if she thinks this inexperience caused her to be naive about her husband.

Hillary trusted her expertise on the Middle East and she often acted as translator on trips to the region. But now American politicians and some foreign ones were questioning her loyalty. It was a testament to how well liked Abedin was in the American political world, whereas her husband was totally isolated.

W hen Weiner mooted the idea of running for mayor of New York in , Abedin was enthusiastic. He was such a good politician, and what had happened in had clearly been an aberration, she thought. Abedin, for the first time, made a public statement defending her husband. Hillary was horrified and I ask Abedin why. After all, Hillary had stood by her husband after his infidelities. I ask if Hillary ever mentioned to Abedin their shared experience of being married to chronically unfaithful husbands.

Soon after Abedin made her public statement of forgiveness, it emerged Weiner was still sexting. New Yorkers rejected the possibility of Mayor Danger. No one could understand why she stayed — not even the Clintons, although they never said so explicitly.

She told Weiner in that she wanted a separation, but they still lived together. Outsiders tutted, but he made life easier for her. Abedin was extremely busy working for Clinton, now secretary of state and, imminently, presidential nominee.

He was happy to stay home and look after their son while Abedin travelled the country. Anyone who has been married with kids will know that, for pragmatic purposes, you sometimes tolerate more than you should. A month after Hillary was named the Democratic nominee in the election, Weiner called Abedin.

He told her the New York Post was publishing a picture of him and Jordan. She assumed it would be a paparazzi photo of the two of them in the park. It was a photo taken by Weiner showing himself aroused and in bed, and next to him lay their sleeping toddler son, and he had sent it to a woman on the internet.

She is an extremely driven woman, even as she is still haunted by her husband's transgressions and the exceedingly public way they were revealed. And that is to be applauded. The much-anticipated book chronicles her fascinating life The memoir is a chance — after a lifetime as the trusted and silent helpmate — to assert herself. Until now. There are other humorous moments in the book The shame Abedin experienced through Weiner's behavior is the most absorbing part of the book, and the hardest to read.

This is a luminous, thoughtful, warm, and often humorous journey through the life of a woman who both witnessed recent history and helped make it. It was as much an exciting and intimate look into the behind-the-scenes of American politics as it was a profound spiritual instruction: Huma's memoir shows us how to face the fire of one's life with dignity and grace.

How to emerge, not burned, but radiant. Her writing shines and inspires. It is also a timely reminder in these seemingly ever more divided times, of our common humanity, as Abedin explores her identity as a Muslim woman close to the center of U. Utterly absorbing. With candor, insight, and courage, Abedin takes us boldly behind the scenes of many of the most important political events of the past quarter century and dazzlingly deep into the heart of the most poignant, powerful, and painful moments of her life—as a daughter, mother, wife, and top aide to Hillary Clinton.

The writing is just gorgeous.