Homo Economicus to Machina Economica by Ben Sadyalunda
Let us go back to the year 1929. October 24th, to be exact.
It was 6 am.
You could feel the knots in your stomach as you lay there assessing your past decisions in the piercing morning silence. Not even the hummingbirds sang that day, as if in awe of the tense atmosphere. As you creep your eyes open you sense the presence of the shadows before…