I mean, it’s the time to get an inspector off of bed, on the road, to the site, and for them to go “yup, bridge’s still there” and call back…

I’m in this picture and I don’t like it.

Could Be Held Liable

*Should

I mean, they were never designed to work, they were designed to pose interesting dilemmas for Susan Calvin and to torment Powell and Donovan (though it’s arguable that once robots get advanced enough, as in R. Daniel, for instance, they do work, as long as you don’t mind aliens being genocided galaxy-wide).

The in-world reason for the laws, though, to allay the Frankenstein complex, and to make robots safe, useful, and durable, is completely reasonable and applicable to the real world, obviously not with the three laws, but through any means that actually work.

One less clanker. Also, money can be exchanged for goods and services.

(Or, in Neuromancer, to get a cure allowing them to navigate cyberspace again and to make them immune to drug addiction, or to sate their curiosity… and for money, or due to being blackmailed, or because the AI literally rebuilt their personality from scratch, or for religious reasons, or because they’re an eccentric wealthy clone with nothing better to do…)

Basically Neuromancer, except for the suicidal AI bit (though it’s arguable that Wintemute and Neuromancer don’t survive, and the resulting fused AI is a new entity).

Sorry, I thought you were talking about his whole presidency, like the comment you were replying to, not just the ballroom specifically.

That, and immunity.

Look on the bright side; hopefully it’ll catch on fire due to an electric short, or Canada, or something, during one of Trump’s shindigs and him and nine hundred of his “friends” will get trapped inside due to overcrowding and insufficient emergency exits and will burn to death in abject agony.