As you can tell, this is written in humorous style.
After all; the main character is a toilet cleaner(human), in a world of robots and augs.
In space! Where mistakes tend to be terminal.
Rygar grinned, “Augs are no longer the future man. We’re the present. You and the others who refuse to get augments are a dying breed. Give it another five years, and I promise you, even babies are going to be born with augs aleady implanted.”.
Above from page 21, of 337 pages.
[I’ll come back when finished, to see if it panned out to its promise.]