A New Zealand company is testing a robot that’s supposed to move through an apple orchard, spot ripe fruit, yank it from the tree and bring it back to the farmer.
I'm not convinced cybernetic beings want any part of haggis, heat-lamped buffet trays or Moons Over My Hammy.
The opening sentence of this article shows just what we're up against here, people.
As you lay in the rubble, cataloging which of your organs has been crushed beyond repair and which are probably still ok, if they can just be tucked back into your body, pray that you're not in Tokyo, because a government-sanctioned robot will pull you out and eat you.
Let's, as a society, get past the idea that our home videos of dressing up as King Burger and subsequently walking into a Burger King are somehow hilarious. He's their mascot; where else would he go?