Mashable ran this story about robots running the news.

Like a good blogger, I only skimmed it and made broad assumptions about the article’s content.

Can they? Yes. Should they? Well, if I said yes I’d have the blood of the Skynet apocalypse on my hands. This is not the Jetsons, where robots are friendly machines with the personalities of 1920s crooners. The bots can and will spew out propaganda. “Skynet continues to be a prosperous company while humans continue to endanger their stupid lives.”

On top of that, to bring up my real concern, can robots make witty puns about the news? Will technology advance enough for robots to write headlines like, “Senator seen in strip club. Looks like he was in the thong place at the thong time.” They can’t! Irony is lost on their super brains. Crushing and killing the human race, however, isn’t.

Soon they’ll take over other areas of our media. Imagine the fearsome power of a Robo-Oprah. It would gain our trust with free cars and home makeovers, and then crush us alongside a deranged Regis Bot. Our only victory would most likely be against a feeble automated Larry King – which I think in the future the robot version of Larry King is just a printer…

And soon robots will infiltrate all sectors of our media, and we’ll be left with bloggers huddled behind rusting Priuses in an ash-covered bad land of death and agony. Bloggers will be called journalists because, well, you can’t fucking use a computer in a robotic apocolypse now can you?

We will spend years analyzing what could have been done different. Humanity will slip into a depression so hard that some will just die from sadness. Others will have a marginal hope, but they will mostly be crushed by giant robotic feet. And in all this death and tragedy, one man will stand alone. Me. And I’m going to be really, really bitter about the fact that none of you bastards read my blog.

Photo source: A badly shopped combination of this photo and this photo.