Silk flowers and robot boyfriends

I read in Cathy's Book that Jun asked Cathy whether she preferred real flowers or silk ones. She said that she likes real flowers. As for me, I prefer silk. Silk flowers don't wilt. They don't shrivel and die. They can withstand harsh weather and condition. I don't have to worry about them wilting or drying up to death.

The same goes with robot boyfriends. I don't have to worry about them getting sick. If it acts loopy, just fix it. Immovable joints? Just oil it. I don't have to worry about my robot boyfriend cheating on me or get tired of me or leave me or rape me or staring at other girl's cleavage. Furthermore, I don't have to worry about my robot boyfriend dying.

It would be really cool to have a robot boyfriend. Seriously, I like that thought. A robot that is programmed to love me and my family. A robot that is programmed not to stray. Plus, robots don't have parents or family members (but they have inventors). So, I don't have to worry about pleasing the in-laws.

However, nothing is perfect. Silk flowers don't smell. If they do, they'd smell like... silk or Softlan. They look artificial and not as pretty as real flowers. And, face it. The copy doesn't feel as smooth as the real thing. They don't wilt or shrivel but they collect dust. And that sucks. While robot boyfriends don't stray, I can't rely on it if I have problems or emotional issues. They will make a good shoulder to cry on but that's it. Just a shoulder. Plus, they will have a creepy autotune voice or monotone flat voice that irritates me. True, I don't have to worry about trying sooo hard to please the in-laws and ended up humiliating myself since pleasing inventors are super easy to do. Caring for a robot boyfriend means I have to have basic knowledge in mechanical engineering and calculus (and I need to know how to use a MATLAB). You think rewiring and reprogramming so easy ah? Plus, I can't marry a robot boyfriend and my family will think I'm nuts if I actually do it. They can't grow old with you or have children with you (cause they're robots duh!). Furthermore, robot boyfriends can explode and spontaneously combust plus they're all metal and have no heart.

So, yeah.

Love story between a human and a robot is not meant to be.

In the end, I'll just appreciate the flower until its death and do my best with the human boyfriend who hopefully becomes a great dad for our children, whoever he is.

In the meantime, I'll just kick back, hang loose with the family and friends.

Cross posted in My LJ