The year is 2050 2026. The suburban streets, once a place where kids could be seen playing are now devoid of life. The shouts and laughter of children gone.

They have been replaced by roving bands of cyber trucks, carrying mail and parcels for the residents. Honking outside homes to goad the occupants to collect their mail.

But they do not. For they know if they leave their homes, they may be identified as tarmac and run down by the self driving AI.

This is the new world order. This is DOGE.