Who do i think i am?

In this whole fiasco about the fourth industrial revolution, getting future-fit with tech skills and the rave about learning how to code, I'm making a conscious decision to remain in the past. If I'm to be understood as a machine/computer by much of the thinking of the 4.0 IR then I would like to be counted as one of those computers whose software upgrade did not take. In a couple of years, I will be outdated and, I'm fine with that. I don't even think about my processing of this is at all revolutionary, bloomers probably felt this way when the global socio-economic structures began morphing in the 70s-80s. Perhaps this is how I stop using 'smartness' to justify my existence, maybe. Lovingly, Inolofatseng, an anti-millennial millennial.