Dolemite wrote:
] ] "This is R Peed Robbert, McNicoll and Don Mills
] ] bus-shelter."
] ]
] ] "That's nice. This is Detective Icaza de Arana-Goldberg,
] ] three blocks east of you on Picola. Proceed to my
] ] location at once, priority urgent, no sirens."
] ]
] ] "Acknowledged. It is my pleasure to do you a service,
] ] Detective."
] ]
] ] "Shut up," he said, and hung up the phone. The R Peed
] ] - Robot, Police Department - robots were the
] ] worst, programmed to be friendly to a fault, even as they
] ] surveilled and snitched out every person who walked past
] ] their eternally vigilant, ever-remembering electrical
] ] eyes and brains.
] ]
] ] The R Peeds could outrun a police car on open ground on
] ] highway. He'd barely had time to untwist his clenched
] ] hands from the steering wheel when R Peed Robbert was at
] ] his window, politely rapping on the smoked glass. He
] ] didn't want to roll down the window. Didn't want to smell
] ] the dry, machine-oil smell of a robot. He phoned it
] ] instead.
]
] Cory Doctorow is writing short stories again, but with a
] vengeance. This is his latest whereby he writes of the future
] where patents have limited creativity and there is only one
] kind of robot left in the world. He also called it "I, Robot"
] as part of his new effort to write new stories with the same
] title as a famous story by another author. It's a bit of a
] protest of all the bitching about Michael Moore using
] "Fahrenheit 9/11" as a title since it is so close to
] "Fahrenheit 451".
]
] Anyway, enjoy.
]
] Dolemite

Go Cory!

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