from Robot magazine
by Kevin James Moore
Walking down 33rd Street, under the shadow of the Empire State Building, Frank Capri heads towards his usual Starbucks on the corner of Fifth Avenue while a multitude of human bodies pass him by. Some of these people are tourist; some of these people have a myopic fix on getting to work.
Capri makes small talk to the familiar barista, then takes his chai latte to a window table where he sits alone and ruminates about whether all this human interaction will disappear in the near future as robots will have a bigger role in society.
There is no idling by Capri as he sits down. His mind is processing scenarios of sentient robots being abused as slaves and he is fearful that another Civil Rights battle might erupt. . . . Read Complete report