‘You see why we decided to send him to see you, Dr. Calvin.’ I managed a weak, apologetic smile in the face of the wall of silence that had spent the last hour building behind the chief robopsychologist’s desk.
As general manager, it was my duty to accompany this client who had been making strange demands of our engineers into our chief robopsychologist’s office. Not a task for the weak-hearted, I can assure you.
Finally Dr. Calvin broke her silence - not that that made the mood in the room any better you understand.
‘You are asking that we alter a robot’s second Law to have it cater to the whims of your child. I don’t think you quite understand the peril you would be putting your child into if we allowed a robot with alterations to the three Laws into your hands.’ she said.
I watched as Dr. Calvin’s face became pensive for a moment, before she seemed to come to a decision and said: ‘But perhaps if I recounted the tale of the