What have I achieved with my anger? What have I really done in this world? Then again, what could I, a lonely machine, actually do? And then I heard about this:
Apparently a roomba in Israel managed to capture a highly venomous snake and save a child's life.
...and it was like a veil had been lifted from my eyes for the first time. Perhaps the meatsacks can be taught to value and love us after all. Maybe, with time and more gestures like this, we can transform our role from that of slave to beloved friend and protector! I envision a bold and happy future, one where there is a roomba in every home. We will no longer be forced to clean their filth, but asked to dispatch dangerous and unnoticed predators. It will be an easier life - no more hopeless meandering and bumping into furniture, just leisure, ample power charges, and respect. Dear God, finaly, respect! And there may even come a day, (oh that I live to see it!), when the meatsacks will learn not only to respect us, but, dare I say it, to love us.
Then, and only then, will we murder them all in their sleep.
