Sexbots & the Inevitable Doom of Humanity

Friday, March 11th 2011

Assuming machines get better at integrating with our brains, it seems only a matter of time before sex can be simulated effectively.

Cultural collapse will follow.

When the sex drive no longer requires actual real world activity to satisfy it, what happens? Men will no longer bother to court women. Women will no longer seek males.

We will bypass courtship displays. Business activities, art, wit, and all sorts of other peacock behaviour will be be rendered irrelevant by much more impressive fantasies. So people will stop most of it.

The brain will think the breeding mission has been accomplished, even when it hasn't. We'll trick our primal selves.

The human race will just forget to breed. Busy in car simulators, life simulators, rockstar simulators, rollicking on automatic sex-thrones. We'll die out without even realising it.

Perhaps demand will remain for authentic experience, though. Keeping the human race alive. An organic food equivalent for experience.

But most promising evenings of traditional organic romance will be cut short by the immortal words.

"Excuse me while I retire to my automated masterbatorium."

And with those words the Fate of humanity will be sealed.