Remember, this is a personal bot, so you couldn't have it do things like run the US economy or reorganize the military. What I thought was interesting was that the top two uses that people voted for - housework and sex work - are traditionally "feminine" forms of labor. We want our robots to replace housewives and hookers.

Of course, we don't know for sure if these results were skewed by the options on offer. For example, we don't see any poll options for stereotypically "masculine" jobs like "fix my computer," "do household repairs," or "work a job you hate all day to earn money." I mean, given the choice, would you rather have a personal robot who does your housework, or a personal robot who does your crappy day job so you can stay home and work on that artistic masterpiece or go surfing?

via IEET

1982's Android is a truly wretched movie, but it does have some hliarious android-sex-related scenes. It's all about female sexuality and the ways in which men try to own it or control it — but luckily, it uses androids to explore that theme. Maggie, a fugitive from the law, arrives on a space station where an evil professor is experimenting with androids. The professor (Klaus Kinski!!) has already created Max, the sex-starved male android. But now he's created a lovely female android, and he just needs a woman's sexual energy to make the female android come to life. At least, that's what I took away from this movie's somewhat kinked storyline. Here's the scene where the professor tries to convince Maggie to charge up his android with sex (it comes before the clip above):

So yay, the female android, Cassandra, is finally activated and "fully functional." And the professor decides to take his new sexbot for a spin. Sadly, it doesn't turn out that well... This last clip is definitely NSFW:

Oh, and Maggie brings two rough-and-tumble male convicts with her, and they share some fantastic dialogue, like this exchange:

"You remind me of the Red Queen, Mendes. The faster you go —"
"Don't be talkin' about queens to me, punk! I'll take you right here!"

So let's get this straight... according to Caprica, the human brain only occupies 300 megabytes of hard drive space. But according to this anime, a man's sperm contains a whopping 1600 gigabytes of memory upgrade. That seems a tad skewed, but then again, you never know.

I love the part where the guy's sperm has so much memory in it, that she has to write a whole new directory with her new name attached. He actually names her by fucking her. It's sort of romantic, I guess. And then it works — so go, beam attack! Also, right after this bit, we discover that the other sexbot went crazy because her write-protection was removed, and too many other men were able to write to her directory. In other words, she was a crazy slut bot.

We already featured a different scene from Buttobi CPU in our round-up of sex mechas and space pirates in anime porn, but this sequence is so fantastic, it needed its own post.

At least two things happened in the world of science and science fiction last week. One was cool, the other was crap.

Crappiest cop scenario in a giant, 24-hour food riot: Koreans are seriously pissed off that their government has lifted the ban on importing U.S. beef. Who knows what goes into U.S. beef, anyway? Ranchers feed them everything from penicillin and bubblegum, to kibble made of other cows. Plus, U.S. screening for mad cow disease is just not up to the Korean standards. Koreans freaked out by the idea of buying U.S. beef started rioting Thursday night after the ban was lifted, and just never stopped. Riot cops sent to deal with the nighttime riots you can see in the top picture (below) had to work around the clock, which led to them sleeping in shifts (bottom picture). When science fiction authors write about police state dystopias and food riots, they never seem to take into account what the cops do when they're having to enforce state controls 24-hours a day. Now we know. They sleep on the street, in full gear, with cement as a mattress. Photos via Getty.

Beef Around the Clock [via Foreign Policy Passport Blog]

Another insanely creepy-yet-supposedly sexy robot is the Svedka vodka mascot, who's wheatpasted all over major cities right now. It's not just her weirdly exaggerated T&A, with the hydraulically tiny waist — we're used to that from superhero comics — but it's also the weirdly smug, yet unexpressive — face. She has a sort of mousey, dessicated smirk that makes her seem sort of unpleasant. Like a mean robot drunk, who puts robo-roofies in your glass when you're not looking.

The actual creepiest robot in mass media right now? Is the Burger King breakfast robot, part of a longstanding trend of the fast-food giant trying to make its mascot as alienating and scary as possible. (Which I sort of respect, since McDonald's also has a creepy mascot but tries to pretend otherwise.) In any case, someone went to a lot of trouble to find a Logan's Run-looking actor to play the guy who gets woken up rudely by the robo-King. As with Ashton and his robo-crotch, the Burger-bot gets in a moment of misplaced sexy-creepiness, when the purple-haired woman says he's so good with his hands, and he does a weird hand flutter. Ewwww! And yet, now I sort of want that breakfast thing. It's even ookier than the shaving robot ad.

[Ashton Kutcher from Trendhunter]
[Burger King robot from SuperPunch]

Talon was the wholesome mascot of 96.4 Eagle, the "adult contemporary" radio station in Guildford, England, DJing during the weekday overnight and Saturday afternoon slots. She seems to have spoken on the radio, judging from the photos of her on the microphone. Her predecessor Twinkle, by contrast, was voiced by a pre-recorded woman in Dallas with the cyber-sounding name of Pamela Steele. (Oh, and here's Pamela voicing a "Manwich" commercial.)

Talon started out with a black bustier, but graduated to her chrome look eventually. She had two "minders," Sophie and Gill, who also took turns being inside the costume. (Talon also had other "minders" who were more bouncer-y, in case someone got any ideas.) In some of the pictures, Sophie and Gill do a weird sort of dance routine, in which they seem to be worshipping their new android ruler, literally bending over backwards while she gestures over them.

The promo photos of the two androids range from the titillating to the seriously disturbing. I will refrain from pointing out that the exact midpoint of Guildford and Slough is the town of Staines. Images by Lemoncat1.

Because Clyde downloads the Sadistic Intelligent and Dangerous (SID 6.7) module into a nano-tech android, SID is free to go around slaughtering people, and only Denzel Washington's incarcerated cop can stop him. (The SID module is programmed with the minds of 137 serial killers or something, and he's supposed to be used for police training in VR, but he goes berzerk, to almost nobody's surprise.) Crowe and Washington fight and fight and fight and fight and fight, and then finally Denzel tricks Russell back into virtual reality... where Russell makes Denzel fall through evil cityscapes and tons of bad 90s CGI, until finally Denzel falls headlong into Russell Crowe's cyber-mouth.