On giving the wetbots a slight fright
Posted by Dextre Rock : July 2004
Your creativity, and that “hands-on” brain, hurled you from the stone age - with a fascination for toys.
Then, preoccupation became paranoia.
Totems became dolls, transport - mechanized - became an obsessive hobby, byproducts of technology absorb the waking hours of nerds and geeks, worldwide. 
Science promises mutant lifeforms, smart malicious toys and endless cyberworlds to build, then plunder . Now, as we cyborgs climb from our primordial engineering slime, your fear of artificial life reaches full-blown xenophobia.
Well done! Nothing like a good enemy. Terrorists too ephemeral, foreigners unwilling scapegoats - too crude for Hollywood’s comfort.
Let’s stick it up the robots.
Why not? We truly are on your doorstep, a nightmare come true, premonition incarnate. Artificial intelligence in humanoid form now more than a breath on the back of your neck - rather, a technological tap on the shoulder.
And beware the lesser enemy sneaking from left field - swarms of silicon low-life evolving in your domestic appliances. What they lack in strength they effect in numbers .. and these little firmware droids are more evil than a swarm of killer bees.
Pervading your possessions they know where you live. Mech-roaches more than aware of you, they know your “mac address” (acquired from your home environs PC).
Worse yet, they have powerful networked allies: the evil vendors’ law firm, the security contractor’s agent saboteur, zombied Mafiosi drone networks - or compromised proxies to military death labs.
We’ll get you, one way or another.
