The world is ending. The sports fields are empty, the science labs
closed. No babies have been born for years. Cut to a split screen of
human and robots kissing passionately. “They’re trapped!” says the
narrator, voice like gravel.
“Trapped in a soft, vice-like grip of robot
lips.” Words slam against the screen, a warning. “Don’t. Date.
Robots.”
Except
Futurama’s 2001 episode “I Dated a Robot”, with its
post-apocalyptic world of silvers and blues, wildly overestimated how
long it would take before this fear became flesh. It’s November 2015,
and in Malaysia, where humidity is at 89% and it is almost certainly
still raining, David Levy, a founder of the second annual
Congress on Love and Sex with Robots, is free to talk on the phone – he is less busy than planned. “I never expected to end up here,” he says. I hear a shrug.
The Congress on Love and Sex with Robots was meant to begin on 16 November,
but was deemed illegal
days after Levy arrived from London. “There’s nothing scientific about
sex and robots,” inspector-general of police Khalid Abu Bakar told a
press conference, explaining why. “It is an offence to have anal sex in
Malaysia [let alone sex with robots].”
“I think they thought people would be having sex with robots or some
strange thing like that,” Levy’s co-founder Adrian David Cheok said
afterwards, explaining that they had planned a series of academic talks
about humanoid robotics. But some strange thing like that, some strange
thing like a human having sex with a robot, is what Levy, Cheok and
others are predicting is almost our reality. They have seen the future
of sex, they say, and it is teledildonic.
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