I don't want robots, I want waiters with the right to make mistakes. In every small act of humanity there is the possibility of error, failure, stumbling, but also the possibility that the best of humanity manifests itself.
I would much rather have a child extending his hands with wide open eyes and an exclamation of “look!” a little pile of shiny stones, than a contract ring. Welcome to technological advances—without the blender today it would be impossible to reach 80 while eating mayonnaise in salad without suffering from chronic tendonitis.