I fought. I lost. I accept it. There’s no future where this shit isn’t used. Fine. I hate it but fine. I think it’s a terrible idea but fine. You insist on devaluing my skills, rendering me unemployable, turning me into a living museum piece? Fine.
I will still create things nobody else could create because nobody else would make the design choices I would make. Even with a slop extruder my slop will be better than your slop because I won’t pretend the machine is more than it is.