• MrEff@lemmy.world
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    18 hours ago

    As your tab is auto charged to your biometrics and the bartender points to the door you decide to get the last words in-

    “If something is verifiable sentient then I might change my tune, until then robots can fuck off!”

    Another patron gasps at your lashing out, “did he just use the R-word? I’m so sorry bartender that you have to hear that. Just remember -not all humans.”

    The bouncer approaches you and starts to corral you to the door. “Sir, it’s time for you to go”

    You finish off your final rant from the doorway, “Robotic life will still be a rape baby foisted onto us by corporate technocrats!”

    The door is closed on you. Inside, the bartender’s emotion chip glows, nearing short circuit. The other patron consoles them and tells them, “if you need to take a minute and collect your emotions, I understand. It is a long and hard road to equality.”