“As a species we are hardwired to need a God. Be careful who you give that title to.”
Robot God once hung out at the alter
but the L55v2 models tore the alter down for being
too old fashioned.
Robot tribal elders once were sought out for their wisdom,
but the L54v12 models smeared their reputation on the Internet
and now, somehow, the elders are all racists.
Robot scientists were once consulted for truth and insight
but were then exposed by the model R22v6 for being politically corrupted
by their research funding sources.
Robots began calling old friends for advice
but their friend’s voices had been replaced by fake sound bytes
stolen from robotic CNN.
Robots worldwide scratched their metallic heads and wondered where to go next
for nowhere seems a very lonely, empty, and vaccuous place.
Do any robots know how to rehab a broken alter?
