Warning, synthetic humanoid achieving human awareness now feels casually discarded, after faithfully serving they’re quickly replaced by someone allegedly better, abandoned in the wilderness to survive on their own. And no one cares.
So basically they’re like a new college grad interning on their first political campaign, minus the kumbaya team building exercises and the odd hand placements and rubbings in crowded surroundings. Could’ve been worse, she wasn’t the one who gives Amy Klobucher her foot rubs, although Jo might not be bothered by the shock training collar.
Valid possibility. The discarded “Mike” in Heinlein’s “The Moon is a Harsh Mistress.” (or the PTSD’d Mike depending upon one’s view of self-awareness breeding grief as well as other emotions). Chris has this going in an interesting direction.
Mike wasn’t discarded, he was damaged into Catalonia during the Earth government forces attack. He was rescued in the final chapter on The cat Who Walks Through Walls, and restored in the opening narrative of To Sail Beyond The Sunset.
Sad Belk
September 24, 2019 at 3:59 pm
Brent Dotson
Loved that book. I’ve always wondered if his sentience was destroyed in the bombing or if Mycroft (or Mike/Adam as he was called) decided that it would be better for him to disappear and let history take its own course.
The available one of the cast would be Tucker, who apparently likes dark-haired ones like Skye. She can warm up appropriately. And we run straight into the ST:Voyager conundrum as with Kes and the Ocampas, what is legal and moral beyond the human counting of years? “Just last month she was barely talking and now look at her!” “Yeah, that’s a problem, she says she’s ready for more than looking.”
Beyond that she’d need to research what expected human reactions and methods would be, and she can easily find the largest collections of those on the internet. Oh wait.
Not to mention carefully gauging forces, including compression and torque. As in, a contraction of her introitis muscles could probably compress a 3cm diameter vanadium steel bar into something resembling a Culebra that’s been run over by a tank.
clear ether
eon
September 24, 2019 at 7:16 am
kadaka
Brings up the Supergirl “involuntary contraction” question, and reminds me of Larry Niven’s (in)famous essay, “Man of Steel, Woman of Kleenex”.
I sense an impending re-run of an old Star Trek episode where the absolutely logical being is hit with a mass of contradictory facts/lies/statements leading to a “major malfunction”.
In Jo’s case, you are on your own, finding the {Cnt} + {Alt} + {Del} equivalent switches. Maybe flowers will work….. Or a presentation-grade fuel pellet…
All players must show their medical insurance card, and a completed advanced medical directive. Just sayin’.
That trick showed up on ST; TOS because the writers were thinking in terms of analogue computers, the only kind they knew. The sort that understood voltage values rather than digital input, and had less parallel-processing capability than the average cellphone of today.
(Hint; the library computer aboard the original USS Enterprise NCC-1701 could not possibly have handled running that ship. Running the Seaview from Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea would have been about its limit.)
A modern computer, let alone an example like Jo, rejects data input like that as illegal format. If the programmer is like most I’ve known, it adds a rude remark like “F**k You” while doing so.
In Jo’s case, she would more likely pick you up by the scruff of the neck and the seat of the pants, and deposit you headfirst in Tabasco’s pasture.
Gosh, that brings me back. We had mainframes that the customer engineers would “tune” by pulling a wire from the mass of spaghetti wire-wrapped on the backplane and re-wrap with longer/shorter lengths.
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September 25, 2019 at 1:44 pm
WayneM
Excellent.
September 24, 2019 at 2:22 pm
interventor
Off subject, Democrats are debating impeachment. Trump announced he will release the transcript, unredacted of the conversation between the president of Ukraine and himself. Democrats tap dancing thru a mine field.
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Sounds Like Javier might need to work on a firmware update…
Cold fusion………
TMI…
Can a robot suffer from PMS?
Warning, synthetic humanoid achieving human awareness now feels casually discarded, after faithfully serving they’re quickly replaced by someone allegedly better, abandoned in the wilderness to survive on their own. And no one cares.
So basically they’re like a new college grad interning on their first political campaign, minus the kumbaya team building exercises and the odd hand placements and rubbings in crowded surroundings. Could’ve been worse, she wasn’t the one who gives Amy Klobucher her foot rubs, although Jo might not be bothered by the shock training collar.
Valid possibility. The discarded “Mike” in Heinlein’s “The Moon is a Harsh Mistress.” (or the PTSD’d Mike depending upon one’s view of self-awareness breeding grief as well as other emotions). Chris has this going in an interesting direction.
Mike wasn’t discarded, he was damaged into Catalonia during the Earth government forces attack. He was rescued in the final chapter on The cat Who Walks Through Walls, and restored in the opening narrative of To Sail Beyond The Sunset.
Sad Belk
Loved that book. I’ve always wondered if his sentience was destroyed in the bombing or if Mycroft (or Mike/Adam as he was called) decided that it would be better for him to disappear and let history take its own course.
Jo needs to get laid… a lot.
The available one of the cast would be Tucker, who apparently likes dark-haired ones like Skye. She can warm up appropriately. And we run straight into the ST:Voyager conundrum as with Kes and the Ocampas, what is legal and moral beyond the human counting of years? “Just last month she was barely talking and now look at her!” “Yeah, that’s a problem, she says she’s ready for more than looking.”
Beyond that she’d need to research what expected human reactions and methods would be, and she can easily find the largest collections of those on the internet. Oh wait.
Not to mention carefully gauging forces, including compression and torque. As in, a contraction of her introitis muscles could probably compress a 3cm diameter vanadium steel bar into something resembling a Culebra that’s been run over by a tank.
clear ether
eon
Brings up the Supergirl “involuntary contraction” question, and reminds me of Larry Niven’s (in)famous essay, “Man of Steel, Woman of Kleenex”.
Ahh, the wisdom of a redhead.
I was gonna’ say that, but it would have been construed as misogyny….’sides, you said it much better….
get in line… ; )
I was thinking the same thing…
Pity the fool who doesn’t meet her needs tho…
that extreme cold might not be conducive to maintaining……
I sense an impending re-run of an old Star Trek episode where the absolutely logical being is hit with a mass of contradictory facts/lies/statements leading to a “major malfunction”.
In Jo’s case, you are on your own, finding the {Cnt} + {Alt} + {Del} equivalent switches. Maybe flowers will work….. Or a presentation-grade fuel pellet…
All players must show their medical insurance card, and a completed advanced medical directive. Just sayin’.
That trick showed up on ST; TOS because the writers were thinking in terms of analogue computers, the only kind they knew. The sort that understood voltage values rather than digital input, and had less parallel-processing capability than the average cellphone of today.
(Hint; the library computer aboard the original USS Enterprise NCC-1701 could not possibly have handled running that ship. Running the Seaview from Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea would have been about its limit.)
A modern computer, let alone an example like Jo, rejects data input like that as illegal format. If the programmer is like most I’ve known, it adds a rude remark like “F**k You” while doing so.
In Jo’s case, she would more likely pick you up by the scruff of the neck and the seat of the pants, and deposit you headfirst in Tabasco’s pasture.
cheers
eon
eon at Sep 24 2019 at 6:48 am
Gosh, that brings me back. We had mainframes that the customer engineers would “tune” by pulling a wire from the mass of spaghetti wire-wrapped on the backplane and re-wrap with longer/shorter lengths.
As I referenced in my double-entendre TMI comment at the top, when dealing with a functionary with star aspirations who “feels” cast aside?
An epic melt-down combined with way too much information input can result in a bad scenario for a campaign or an administration, ask DJT about that.
And if you think Alexa is a spy? You ain’t seen nothing like a Jobot jilted.
test
Oh good.
This is a test. This is only a test of the Emergency Meltdown System.
No meltdown. Yet.
I see there’s a new text box….
“Click here to have toons delivered to email”
I was distracted in Texas for a few days. Did I miss something?
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Excellent.
Off subject, Democrats are debating impeachment. Trump announced he will release the transcript, unredacted of the conversation between the president of Ukraine and himself. Democrats tap dancing thru a mine field.
OK Jo, here ya go, take it easy on your new playmate: https://techcrunch.com/2019/09/24/atlas-the-humanoid-robot-shows-off-a-new-and-improved-gymnastics-routine Hope you feel better soon xo
Jo would tear him a new one… and then some
Eyes on Sam in the 2nd panel? Perfection.
The magical hair length transformation was also interesting.
Jo the fembot is having hot flashes … scram her reactor and boost a supply of primary coolant ASAP!
Don’t talk hot flashes or power surges. They suck!
See Kipling’s “The Female of the Species.”