Words Can Hurt: Ro-Butt Edition
The key lines from this past week.
The Old Ball-Down-the-Fan’s-Pants Trick
It's been another strange week.
Cats + Robots + Theremin = Jimmy Page
Now you know why Jimmy can play guitar faster than just about any person - and why his eyes glow like that!
This robot looks like that guy you know who always talks about the Dave Matthews Band
We haven't had a robot roundup in a while, and now I remember why.
To Serve Man: Robots Seize Control of Dessert
I'm not convinced cybernetic beings want any part of haggis, heat-lamped buffet trays or Moons Over My Hammy.
The Coming War With Robots: Surveillance Bots Swarm England
The opening sentence of this article shows just what we're up against here, people.
The Coming War With Robots: LawnBott (Not Bum Bot)
Let's allay some fears over Bum Bot, who patrols outside a bar in Atlanta. For one thing, the name refers to the drunken louts it targets - Bum Bot is not after your hinder.
The Coming War With Robots: Robokiyu the Rescue Robot
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.
The Coming War With Robots: King Burger Defects
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?