Down with, computer says no!

Woke at seven to another grey day but hey! the sun should shine this afternoon, and my shorts, sandals and tee shirt are on hot standby. Full English and tea for breakfast, then shower and change and hit the phone for half eight, I have four little admin jobs, ring the taxman, my energy supplier, renew the car insurance and phone the NHS to get the results of an endoscopy that got lost in the system. Muzak and call centre land screw me over, no one has any authority and the slightest difficulty and you get shunted sideways and end up in a queue listening to more Muzak. The inland revenue is the worst. Give in around nine thirty and drive to Cherry to take the dogs on the Westwood. Though it's still cloudy it's not as cold as yesterday, we pop down to see the baby owl but he has either flown the nest or is keeping his head down. After dropping the dogs back in Cherry, arrive at the Leisure centre around eleven thirty, change into my shorts and long sleeve top, and set off for a six to seven mile run round Beverley Parklands. I'm building stamina for the 10k. My legs feel heavy, not surprising really as I was on them all weekend, so accept this, and settle into my circular breathing and wait for the stiffness to wear off, which it does eventually after about four miles. In the meantime, the sun comes out and I roll up my sleeves, still too hot, so strip off my top, but then the sun goes in and it's cold again, wait ten minutes for it to come out again, but no luck so put my top back on. On a positive note the countryside is glorious, yellow fields of rape seed, and lush green spring barley, the hedges ablaze with May, and the apple trees blossoming in pink and white. The birds are all singing their heads off as I jog along the lane, so life could be a lot worse! Get back to the centre around one and warm down for fifteen minutes on the exercise bike and then cool off with a really easy swim. I usually have a tea and scone in the cafe, but they have a special on, plaice goujons, chips, peas and salad, tea, bread and butter, for less than a fiver. It's not worth cooking! It arrives within ten minutes, cooked to perfection and nicely presented. After lunch call at the Doctor's surgery and delegate my problem to a human with a brain, she phones later to say it's sorted, then home to meditate and recuperate, before completing my tax return and spring cleaning the bedroom. Back in the day, I used to be involved in systems analysis, and the big issue then was when to pass information and control back to the user. There were two main schools of thought:- 1. Human beings are the most intelligent life forms ever to have existed on the planet, and therefore the computer systems should be designed to provide them with the best information upon which to exercise their judgement.
2. Most people are idiots and computers should be designed to stop people making mistakes by not allowing much, if any, discretion.
Guess which approach triumphed?
It's still not too late to reverse the trend, computers ought to liberate people instead of oppressing them. The way they are used reflects our social system unfortunately. I guess I will still be a left wing rebel til the day I die!