The Tao of Trusting the Tao

Papa Gringo Performing Stand Up Comedy

Last summer, the Tao kicked my butt, reminding me that retirement’s coming soon, that I should start thinking about life post-teaching. One idea was to start this blog. I liked that idea. I still like that idea.

But now I’m getting kicked in the butt again.

Earlier this month, while replacing a burnt-out bulb in the kitchen, something sparked in my mind. I suddenly thought of pursuing stand-up comedy.

Thirty-five years ago, back in L.A., I had taken some stand-up comedy classes. I did a few open mics. I had a couple good shows.  But I never took it beyond that.

I didn’t like the late-night hours or the waiting around for my two-minute turn.  Instead, I went to grad school, got myself a masters, moved to the Bay, then started a career teaching college writing. 

The teaching path has served me well.  I’ve been blessed to have served as a Bodhisattva for so very many students. Standing at the front of all those classes even allowed me the chance to dabble around with standup skills.

However, even today, the thought of attending late-night open mics, of waiting around for a sixty-second spotlight, just doesn’t sound appealing.  Still, I’d like to start a regular joke-writing practice.  I recently got a couple books and found some writing tips online.  

Writing jokes could be fun.  Like solving crossword puzzles, it can keep my mushy mind sharp.  And I can start an Instagram page and a YouTube channel, both featuring brief video clips of me reciting one-liners or extended little bits.

Writing bits and putting them online is something I could do from anywhere — not only here in San Francisco, but also down south by the Rio de la Plata or up in the hills of Guanajuato.  

To be honest, the thought makes me feel a little nervous. I’m afraid I won’t have the talent to write or create consistent funny material. I’m afraid my videos will suck. But even if they do, so what?

It’s fun to try and go with the flow, especially when the Tao is running like a wild summer stream.

What About You?

Have you got any crazy dreams you might be afraid to pursue? Let me know in the comments. I could use a little empathy.

Retirement in the Age of AI

A retired woman sitting on a portable stool, sketching in her notebook. She sits with her back to us, giving a glimpse over her shoulder of what she might be drawing.

While kicking back at my computer with a cup of hot coffee, I shut my eyes and tried to imagine the future I’ll retire into. What would the world resemble once AI replaces a majority of mid-level business and administrative positions? So I opened my eyes and asked AI: What will life be like in the year 2030, especially the United States, after the impending AI Revolution?

AI’s response, in part:

🌍 The Year 2030: When Work Changes Forever

In 2030, the global economy no longer revolves around labor—it revolves around orchestration. AI systems now perform most mid-level corporate tasks: logistics, accounting, diagnostics, even legal drafting. The only required corporate employees are those who manage the AI infrastructure staff.

This shift leaves millions of Americans, especially Gen Xers through Gen Z, without traditional employment opportunities. However, rather than collapse, society pivots. New local economies emerge, providing new opportunities for communal connection.

💸 Universal Basic Income: The New Floor

Each year, the US Treasury issues all adult US citizens a $50,000 stipend, paid for by taxes on downsizing organizations. The basic stipend is enough to cover housing, food, and utilities. While not lavish, it’s stable. Some people, to keep busy, start up their own small businesses or fill low-level service jobs — bartending, caregiving, delivery — not necessarily out of need, but to enjoy work’s daily structure, its social engagement, and the supplemental income it provides.

A quiet economic revolution has occurred, one as disruptive as the car economy replacing the horse economy. In the early 1900s, blacksmiths, stable hands, and leather workers, all lost their livelihoods when city streets stinking of manure gave way to city air stinking of gasoline exhaust. Back then, new industries emerged. The same is starting today.

🎨 Hobbies, Hustles, and Human Flourishing

Freed from the daily grind of holding down an office job, many people turn inward to explore their latent talents. Painters paint. Coders build indie games. Gardeners grow food for their neighbors. Some monetize their passions; others simply live more slowly, adapting to a pace that allows for reflection and expression.

After the initial shock and fear of the unknown, displaced workers soon came to appreciate how the economy has bifurcated, how AI handles the infrastructure while humans handle the soul. With more time available to mingle and socialize, neighborhoods create more neighbors and fewer passing strangers.

🏥 Healthcare: Basic for All, Premium for Some

To help lower life expenses, the federal government provides universal healthcare that covers preventive care, emergencies, and chronic conditions. Private insurance still plays a role—especially for elective procedures, advanced therapies, or boutique services. It’s a two-tiered system, one that funds innovation, one that provides general benefits for all.

👶 Population Pressure and Ethical Dilemmas

With fewer people working, providing more time for leisure and social interaction, AI has determined that human destiny is best served with slower population growth. To prevent a potentially catastrophic baby boom, abortion is available though without federal funding. Federal funding is available, however, for younger adults looking to self-sterilize.

While controversial, the self-sterilization debate has been framed as a choice—an opt-in benefit for those desiring a life without generational legacies.

What Do You Think?

Have you considered the near-future changes to society and how it might affect your retirement choices? I just hope that, along with my pension, I also get a universal income stipend.

Hello World!

I’m Papa Gringo.

For the past quarter century, I’ve been living in San Francisco where I teach college writing and dabble in drawing and sketching. 

Now, an inch or two from retirement, I’m wondering what comes next.

What adventures and discoveries might follow my mid-life career? 

Of course — nobody knows till they take the journey.     

So come along with me!  Let’s see what unfolds! 

Let’s do this together!

Along the way, we’ll chat about Zen and all things Taoist. 

Together, we’ll discuss old movies, review sidewalk-library books, and examine the impact of western astrology.

Consider this site as my virtual hut in the woods. 

Come inside and have a seat by the fire.   

Let’s share some mugs of steaming tea.

~ Papa G.

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