robot explosion

This weekend I saw a play from Osaka (Sayonara, I, Worker) which used an android and two robots, respectively. In the first play, the beautiful humanoid recited poetry to a dying girl, and when the girl was no more, the android was sent to Fukushima. Elegant. In the second two supercute robots were serving an unhappy married couple. Though the robots fascinated, their cuteness soon palled. Neither they nor the humans were interesting enough. 

We love robots; they repel us. They are our imaginations made manifest, warts and all. 

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