In the days of Henry Ford, new breadwinners emerged who made systems for mass production of useful goods. When efficient factories arose, goods good enough could be delivered in large numbers to many people. They took from their surroundings what was there, put it together in new ways and made of it something more.
Today the system of organization seems to have moved towards what could be called an "idea economy". Efficient machines with ever improving software, do more and more of the production of physical goods. People are increasingly becoming less valuable as "machine producers", moving according to clearly defined algorithms, rules and procedures. In these mechanical tasks, the machines are simply vastly superior to any human worker. Because the new machines perform these tasks faster, cheaper, safer and more accurately, they put the humans on the sidelines free to do others things instead.
Is this a problem? Maybe not. It seems to mean that in the economy today humans are higher valued in terms of typical human abilities.
Our most valuable asset, today, are those traits and properties where human beings excel and where computers still cant keep up. This includes the capacity to care and love and experience something intensely, and that which follows from such. It can be in the things coming out of feeling quite alive and present and filled with good vibrations. It can be in sparks of creativity when recognizing a complex pattern. It can be in the intuitive understanding of value and in the earnest pursuit of priority. It can be in the sense of interconnectedness and in the mystery of connections to be discovered. It can be in the dream and the hope of growth, as an intelligent evolution in consciousness. It can be in the multitude of funny and artistic expressions, who can also tell stories on many levels. It can be in the sense of mindblowing possibility and in the passion of diving deeply into them. It could even be more than all this, in the yet to be found and presently unknown.
We are also machines, of a special breed. We are soft and fragile and full of beauty. Not meant to last forever, but skillful within the moments. We may not be perfect machines, but we can make those who are perfect for certain tasks and we can put them to good use. At least if we have the good ideas. A system for the mass production of those: still impending.