Excuse Me, Does This Trolley Stop at Omelas?

Busy today validating an old lab, beta testing a new lab environment, and tinkering with my new lifesaving AI assistant, but time enough for a quick hit (or so Pecci tells me, lol).

So my Brother William app has quite a bit of backstory (almost world-building, even), with its Order of St Isidore, meditating on AI and ethics and the human condition at the Abbey of Perpetual Inquiry, which is built upon Mount Bedrock.  There are a number of Easter eggs in the mix, including the Abbey's mythical location: near the Village of Omelas.

Fans of Ursula K. Le Guin¹ will recognize the reference to The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas, which at heart is an exploration of the Trolley Problem, albeit in a messier, truer fashion, at least from where I sit.  Some redditors, too:

Whether it's children mining cobalt for our phones, or gig workers delivering McDonald's in hopes of a decent tip to pay for healthcare, or data labelers doing the invisible hard labor that makes today's LLMs possible, we must come to grips with the fact that we all live near Omelas.

Selah.

1 - Did I ever tell all y'all that I am one handshake away from her?  Ericka took a creative writing class with Le Guin long ago.