Projection, you say? Could be. The rooster/cocks descended on the yard as my resident Henny was apparently...well, (is chicken/pussy too ...da kine, anthropomorphilogical laidat?) Anyway, I did find myself trying to learn of their intentions as regards Henny, so the responsible father in me could have been projecting..
But seriously folks, the extensive (shit man, can't you just sent something shallow and brief?) and wide-ranging Tesla essay was fascinating, if from no other perspective than purely historical. As befitting his obvious lust for mechanization, I copied and pasted it into the Text app. on my mac so that I could have the nice robot-chap, Alex, read it to me. (And it's still mofo-ing long!)
I took in upon myself to read most of Alexis De Tocqueville's 'Democracy in America' lately. (I seem to go for history in Spring time and that one chronicle's 1830's America in a remarkable way.) I mention that because he also writes about Americans predilection with dreams of Utopia, and I was reminded of that as I considered Tesla's obvious and brilliant passion for "progress". I'm also struck how he, and other "Robots Are Our Future" -types, seemed to have a disregard for the Nemesis that seems to accompany these developments. That is, wherein Tesla considered us humanoids as machines, it seems to me that he may have overestimated his knowledge of humans -- or more accurately, the context (environment) in which humans live -- and nowhere else -- all the way from the planetary ecosystem, to the irreducible human heart. Really I think, another display of our old companion: hubris.
Trippy guy though for sure. Or more importantly, guy who did pretty trippy shit. (I purposely removed esoteric electromagnetic terms from this summation.)