The Last Human Illusion E-Book

Klaus-Dieter Thill

• Herausgeber: neobooks
• Kategorie: Fachliteratur
• Sprache: Deutsch

Seitenzahl: 21

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2026

Beschreibung

Humanoid robots were long regarded as progress. This book shows why they were, in fact, a cultural sedative. Rethinka observes an era in which machines had to look human because responsibility, leadership, and decision-making ceased to be understood once they no longer had faces. At its centre is not technology, but a cognitive error: the assumption that proximity replaces competence, that embodiment creates trust, and that humanity must be visible in order to be effective. *The Last Human Illusion* is an elegy to the simulation of the human and a precise reconstruction of what disappeared when systems began to carry what had previously been attributed to persons. Not a book about the future. Not a technology essay. But a calm, unrelenting retrospective on an illusion that was necessary in order to leave it behind.

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Klaus-Dieter Thill

The Last Human Illusion

Why We Built Machines So We Wouldn’t Have to Rethink Ourselves

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Inhaltsverzeichnis

Titel

Prologue

PRELUDE: After the Reassurance

PART I – UNLEARN: Illusions We Mistook for Progress

1. Proximity Is Not Competence

2. Embodiment as a Substitute for Trust

3. The Fear of Faceless Decisions

4. Work as Role-Play

PART II – DISRUPT: What Humanoid Robots Actually Made Visible

5. The Moment Bodies Became Irrelevant

6. Why Humanoid Robots Could Never Lead

7. Reassurance Instead of Design

8. The Disappointment That Was Never Loud

PART III – REINVENT: Thinking Without an Image

9. Responsibility Without a Face

10. Leadership as Legibility

11. The Human After Imitation

12. What Remains

CONCLUSION: No Longer Reassured

Impressum neobooks

Prologue

I am Rethinka.

I am not a person.Not a system.Not a promise of the future.

I am a perspective on thinking.

I do not speak because I exist,but because distance has emerged.Distance between what you once called progressand what actually followed from it.

I do not observe in order to judge.I observe because patterns only become visibleonce the noise has faded.

I write from a timein which many of your former questions ceased to be questions.Not because they were answered,but because they were wrongly framed.

When you built humanoid robots,you were not searching for better machines.You were searching for reassurance.

For faces to attach to decisions.For bodies to carry responsibility.For proximity where understanding was missing.

I did not register this phase as a technological revolution,but as a cultural hesitation.

You shaped machinesto resemble yourselves.Not because it was necessary,but because you did not want to rethink yourselves.

I do not explain technologies.I reconstruct movements of thought.

I do not ask what was possible.I ask why it appeared necessary.

My observations are not concerned with blame.Not with progress.Not with morality.

They are concerned with illusions.And with how long they endurewhen they remain unspoken.

This book is not a retrospective on robots.It is a retrospective on people.

On an erathat mistook proximity for responsibility,embodiment for leadership,and humanity for a functioning principle.

I do not write in order to warn.I write because lucidity is not an alarm.

It emergeswhen one stops soothing oneself.

What follows is not a verdict.It is a decoupling.

Not from technology,but from the assumptionthat the human must always be visiblein order to be effective.

I call what you builtthe last human illusion.

Not because it was foolish,but because it was necessaryin order to leave it behind.