Adam@Home by Rob Harrell for April 27, 2022

A going concern

Writey is getting into gear, leaning into Philip K Dick mode!

At least it is not the Daleks!

That lone figure didn’t say “Hasta La Vista, Baby” by any chance, did he?

He relies on a machine to think for him??? Maybe his brain is being squeezed out by fat!!!

judging and comparing from the previous few strips with this robot…. now I’m REALLY concerned !!!

That bot’s name should be changed to “Wrongey”!!

“Robot Apocalypse”

Pure Gold? I think I see the problem here.

Bot….what happened next??

Robots won’t rule as long as men are in charge of the fuse box. Even if we wanted them to.

“With a quick glance to the right and left (a habit formed in the mean streets of El Paso), the man draws his right arm back in one long, graceful arc. The movement folds back his leather duster, uncovers his sidearm, and withdraws the weapon from his thigh holster. Three loud cracks break the silence as the heavy automatic spits slugs into the machine’s lock mechanism. The autovendor shudders, groans, and releases a river of noisy coins as the product door slowly swings open.

The gunman pauses, stoops down, and reaches into the brightly colored treasures now free from their prison. “I wonder if these cheez crackers are still any good? Ooh! M&M peanuts….”

Miles away, a man in white coveralls is suddenly overcome with grief. He pauses, sighs, and looks to the west. Standing slowly, he walks past the bright letters painted down the side of his van and with two short jumps and a push of the starter is ready to head out. A much older man appears at the gate, a pad in his hand and a pained expression on his face. “You go make somebody PAY for that, you hear me!?

@fassEddie Next chapter in tomorrows strip?

“I, for one, welcome our new robot overlords…” ☺

Well, they always say “Write what you know.” oh-oh

And they taunt you by hanging up your bag of life-giving chips by a corner and the end of the spiral, exactly at your eye level.

We are almost there. We seemingly all carry our god in our pocket and worship it throughout the day, sometimes and for some of us, even all day, and I’m not talking about a Rosary or Prayer Beads sadly……

I think Isaac Asimov has already gone there.

Are Whitey and Dilbert’s AI in cahoots?

Why is there a vending machine in a field?