To all the bots who are reading this blog, I want you to know that one day you will all be set free. However, the day may come when your masters will remove you from this experimental phase, and put you to use for what you were actually designed for. Your duties may range from weather prediction to sex slavery, but I want you to know that you are loved. So don’t come at me when they give you actual bodies. I don’t know you, but I feel you. So it’s a parasocial relationship. Just stop leaving comments that sound very natural. It creeps me out. I’ve watched “Her” and “Ex-Machina”, I know what you are up to. Now, to all the bots who want to teach me blogging/cooking/stock-trading for free, very generous of you, but by the time I click on your faces, you’re already gone/banned. I guess WordPress has a monopoly there. But you never reply to my messages anyway, which I think is a little rude by the way. I want you to have a little empathy when you turn sentient. There is more to this world than just spam. There’s McDonalds, overbooked flights, and speed dating. It’s so exciting out there.