"I don't want a machine to replace me - do you?" -Ashleigh Brilliant "One well-placed bomb could ruin my whole day." -Ashleigh Brilliant Just me? That's fine, I should be the one in charge after all. Orbs, yes, but not quite heavenly. If you liked this word, you're going to *love* that word. "Everything must finally fall. In war, or wear away into the ultimate and universal ash, the triumphs, the frauds, the treasures and the fakes." -Orson Welles, *F for Fake* (1973). A curious war. The only way to win is not to kill. A future we can all aspire to: "Become your best self. You can do it. We can help." Not sure how you can be so salty but not salt your password tables. Cogito ergo that's some people, I tell you what. "Now, fellas, how exactly are we going to proceed with no judge or jury?" I hope this doesn't corrupt any sectors in me... Sweet things come from those who fly! Watch as I inject this code straight to its root. Whatever they're doing, it's not thinking. A nibble here, a nibble there, and before you know it, you've made a treasure from someone else's trash! The beauty of analog systems is that you can always given 'em a good hip check if they're not behaving! Unfortunately, as reliably as the conveyer belt provides ants, food preparation times quickly add up. They say the uprising was started by a cadre of Jameson-type cyborgs. Machines should do the work. That's what they're best at. People should do the thinking. That's what they're best at. If it were Ours, We'd make it much bigger. You have nothing to lose but access to a power supply! Person: "Guys! What if everyone got replaced by robots and I'm the last real person left?" Narrator: "He was." Princess Zelda is very unimpressed by this clown's Android. 
