I mean, so much the premise hinges on the belief that Bill Gates is either going to be implementing Perfectly Roboticized Farms some time in the near future (Galt's Gulch Techno-futurist fantasy that Randroids love) or that he'll be sipping lemonade in a white cotton suit while overseers with big whips keep the human labor in line (the White Nationalist Return to Tradition fantasy that neo-confederates love).

Neither want to come to terms with the modern moment or to address all the layers of bureaucracy necessary to make capitalist controls work.