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A technician by CTRL Robotics company performs a test of room service function of a robot in the Sky Hotel in Sandton, South Africa, on January 29, 2021. (Photo by Luca Sola / AFP) (Photo by LUCA SOLA/AFP via Getty Images). I’M not ashamed to say that I would like a robot companion. Already, I talk to the Lord of the Rings figurines on my mantelpiece. I’ll only start worrying about it when they talk back. “We’re not really interested in football, Rabagorn. Just tell us where the magic ring is.” More importantly, though they have good cloaks, the figurines can’t clean the house or cut the grass. And they’re not nearly big enough to hug when Scotland score a goal every three years. So robots: it’s all good. Ah-ha, and what comes after that, folks? Correct: it all goes bad. In reading this column over the years, clearly you have acquired wisdom. You now know how life works: it’s rubbish.