Tik-Tok
John Sladek
Language: English
Pages: 122
ISBN: 0886770483
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Something has gone very seriously wrong with Tik-Tok's "asimov circuits." They should keep him on the straight and narrow, following Asimov's first law of robotics: A robot shall not injure a human being, or through inaction allow a human being to come to harm. But, that's not what's happening. Although every thing looks fine from the surface, and Tik-Tok maintains the outward appearance of a mild-mannered robot, his agenda is murderously different. And, it's not just because of his artistic tendencies and sympathy for the robot rights movement, either. This witty chronicle of one abnormal machine-man, and his dealings with an assortment of deranged and maniacal humans, truly showcases the satirical genius of John Sladek.
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Moved briskly through the other interviews, trying in each case to probe a raw nerve for a laugh. To an actor starring at some local dinner theater, Blab suggested his performance would make the diners throw up. Of a woman who told fortunes with yoghurt, he asked was her sex life all it should be? To a retiring general (hyping memoirs) he delivered broad hints of cowardice. Then it was my turn. "Tik-Tok, that's a catchy name. Mind if I call you Tik?" "Not at all, Blab. It's a working name, like.
Little bumps and irregularities in the stone are little events. With good instruments, he said, he could predict horse races and stock market movements. 'But what can I do,' he said, 'with nothing but an old folding ruler?" "Massa Clayton always was a hopeless merp," I said. "How was Miz Lavinia? When I last heard of her, she was on a satellite, a prisoner of her own allergies." "She was much worse. Her allergies continued to multiply, and now they were killing her. I believe her doctor said.
Of the dozens of states, thousands of companies and millions of workers. The combined force of industrial, political, military and commercial arguments rolled the project over all opposition as one day Leviathan itself would crush down anything in its path. One junior Senator who continued to oppose it was sent on a fact finding mission to Antarctica while the bill was railroaded through. From the start, there were problems called "teething troubles". The fans which were to lift the craft were.
Who could draw seascapes, through all the wretched "computer art" of the last century, and on to the garbled loathing interpreted in galvanic twitches in New York lofts and satellited to us daily like fresh bread, a continuum there is, of false alarms. I have encountered too many preprogrammed splotches—of embroidery or sand or plywood or laminated thought—to mistake machine loopiness for real lupinus. I'm wired wary. But now even I cry wolf, on looking at a mural by a simple domestic robot.