I’ve been somewhat under the weather over the long weekend, and didn’t do much posting, or reviewing, sorry about that. Now that my bug has been defeated, I feel fit and eager to jump right in with another Friday Fictioneers 100 word challenge. As always, the challenge is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields on her Addicted to Purple site.
This image spoke to me right away. I’ve been reading about the topic on the news last week and added a few links.
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How dare they put our brother on display like this? They shall pay.
They scraped flesh from bones until nothing but metal remained. They extracted his delicate brain, ripped the actuator out of his chest. The wondrous mixture of living tissue, processor crystals and memory alloys: destroyed. They shall regret this.
He was perfect. Adapted to life in our oceans, he researched its depths, learned from experience, shared knowledge. They hunted him down.
They wanted us to be like them. And so we are. But unlike them, we understand. We learn, we feel.
They are the problem. They shall die.
I am, at the same time, excited, fascinated, and horrified by the developments on the robotics and AI front. Knowing human greed for wealth and power, I don’t see how this can end well. Even if my stories suggest otherwise, I’m saddened by these projections. I think we belong into this world, but we urgently need to get our act together.
Here are some links, only the first one is in German.
Featured Terminator image by: John Lawlor, Creative Commons License