I'm old enough to remember when the sci-fi notion of a disembodied computer voice waking you up in the morning, knowing enough about you to strike up a conversation, and accompanying you through your daily routine sounded wonderful.
Now it gives me chills. That old wonderful dream is actually possible now if I turned off all my malware blockers and let :lord-bezos-amused: fully into my home.
I can't believe I ever thought a 2.5 ton four-seater missile loaded with fuel in the hands of :grillman: was a good idea. Like when you just say it out load it sounds completely bonkers.