The movie Far From the Madding Crowd is one created for my own heart. Character-driven, the movie portrays love, rejection, unwise choices, hardships, and redemption for some.

I could have sat all day devouring the movie’s soft visions of the English countryside: a farm community bringing in the harvest, gamboling lambs, galloping rides on horseback through woods and pastures.

Raised in the city, I must avoid too idyllic a view of rural life. I have never chopped cotton, worked until exhaustion as a farm peasant, or slopped the hogs. Watching those close-to-the-land scenes, however, I sensed loss in the evolution to our office-based, smartphone-in-hand culture.

On the same day I saw Far From the Madding Crowd, I read an article on the possible coming use of robots to perform the back-breaking work of farm tasks.

We could say good riddance to a peon type of farm laborer, vulnerable, with little power. Yet, what work will they do then? Will they join their working class brothers and sisters in unemployment?

I hope we reform our employment system to give all our citizens a chance at meaningful work, adequately rewarded. What about shorter work weeks, spreading the work around? Is a forty-hour work week necessary now that so much of our work is performed by digital and mechanical means? Some of us might use the extra time for family, friends, gardens, and rural hikes.