So, when I first read in the BBC that we’ve invented robots with the capability of reproducing themselves, I had an immediate freak out flash forward to 2019 where the country is overrun by these near-human robots who just multiply to the point of squashing us all into oblivion. Call it Payback of the Dodo or the Dinosaur. The eternal extinction karma wheel will have finally brought our own human rapid reproduction to roost.
Then, there is a discussion of the implications of creating chimeras or animal-human hybrids.
When did life become a sci-fi novel? When did I start feeling like my childhood already fits into a historical novel?
Tags: science fiction, robots, chimera
