I have a grudge against idiot savants. They're flesh machines, devoid of personality, and yet the news goes all ga-ga over these human-shaped robots as if they're some kind of miracle.
I find it all annoying and creepy, which is why I wrote my 100 Words Or Les Nessman Story mocking the whole thing.
We don't like it when you call them retards. They're gifted or special now.Some of them do amazing things. They were called idiot savants, but we dropped the idiot part.
Political correctness. Bah!
See that drooling sack of crap in the corner?
Can't tie his own shoes. Can't put on a shirt. Barely knows to go to the toilet.
Put an onion and a cleaver in front of him, and he'll dice that sucker up in less than a second.
Potatoes, celery, cucumbers...
Perfect little cubes.
He's the reason we stopped doing Animal Therapy, you know.
Don't ask.
A machine is only as good as the input and the materials it works with.
