Sony's Robot People

Well folks, the day I've been predicting for years is here. No, not the day when high energy prop comic Carrot Top regains his title as the "World's Most Gifted Comedian," I'm talking about the day when the entire human race should begin cowering under their collective beds. Yes, the moment when the robots have begun to take over the world.

GRAB YOUR PISTOLS AND VARIOUS FIREARMS GENTS, this is gonna be a rough one. Yes, modern science and technology, which wasn't content by merely creating scented crayons and pills that reduce the effects of asthma (WARNING: side effects may include dizziness, vomiting, persistent cough, minor blindness, hallucinations, temporary insanity, loss of feeling in pelvic region, lightheadedness, weakness in metacarpals, inability to convert military time to standard time, feelings of inadequacy, the tendency to ask for paper when you really wanted plastic bagging at the grocery store, minor life loss, or attraction to cacti) has moved on to building human-like robots which have a wide range of invaluable abilities including:

As I predicted long ago (or possibly never), the first victims of this impending robot revolution will be the soccer players and politicians. Think about it; a gigantic, handshaking machine that never fatigues or tires of shaking its constituates' hands. It can go all day without wearing out or taking a break to have sexual intercourse with various campaign workers. Sharpshooters will have a field day; they can unload clip after clip of sniper shells into the robot's metallic skull without the fear of being arrested because SHOOTING A ROBOT ISN'T ILLEGAL (except in predominantly liberal states). Plus, if Congressman ZX-109 breaks, all Honda has to do is make another one... one that will hopefully pass stricter laws on hunting rifles.

I do fear for the UK though, because their biggest industry there is football ("soccer") and history ("dirty old buildings that college teachers take photos of"), so the robots won't have any difficulty taking over their professional football leagues. Once Sony has created enough members to form the Swindon SDR-3Xs, the entire league will fall apart because UK football consists of three things:

Since Sony built the robot strictly for kicking, I'm sure it will succeed in category two. The SDR-3Xs won't have any trouble holding their liquor, because robots can't get drunk! It's technically impossible! Sure, maybe Johnny-5 could get loaded, but I think he's the exception to the rule. Johnny-5 could do anything. And do I even need to bother addressing category three, the postgame show? Robots are notorious for destroying things. Ask Tom Selleck, star of the 1984 blockbuster sci-fi film, "Runaway," which pitted him against a marauding army of evil robot grasshopper things that chased him to the top of buildings so he could remind the entire audience that he was afraid of being on top of buildings. "Runaway" was an excellent movie, not only because it's one of the first films to be directed by Michael Crichton and star all the members of KISS (without their makeup); this was a blockbuster megahit because it proved to the world how truly dangerous robots could be. Take a quick look at some of the dialogue I was able to recall from the time I last saw this film in 1985:

This, of course, might not be the best example, mainly because I have difficulty recalling what I had for breakfast this morning, much less dialogue from movies I viewed over 15 years ago. However, it does reinforce the notion that robots may appear to be innocent and trustworthy when they're shaking hands with you or inciting football riots, but sometimes there's a darker side to the robot coin. A side that doesn't contain the face of a dead American president or a Bald Eagle or some old building, but instead a side that has the face of DEATH. The face of the SDR-3X, laughing in simulated joy as it crushes the head of a newborn kitten. First it's the football players and the politicians, but next it could be the pastry chefs and guys that bundle the asparagus at the store. Then, before you know it, all of humanity is cowering in fear on the top of a building that's under construction. The building of REGRET.

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