QualityLand

Welcome to QualityLand, in the not too distant future. Everything works fine in QualityLand: work, leisure and relationships are optimized using algorithms. There are curious things, such as that your last name is the job that your father or mother had at the time they conceived you, and to confirm a purchase made in TheShop you have to kiss the Ipad. And algorithms suggest (and impose) even your possible perfect partner. However, one of its citizens, Peter Sinempleo, knows that something is wrong, at least in his life; It is also one of the few who allow themselves to disagree with the world in which they live, and who does not mind losing points (because the system, yes, constantly evaluates you). If everything in QualityLand is really so perfect, why are there drones that are afraid of flying or combat robots with post-traumatic stress? Why are machines getting more human, but people act like robots?