What an absolute crock of paranoid delusional bullshit. Fahrenheit 451 was dangerous alright...but not to us his readers. I was blessed once to have a long conversation with Mr. Ray, and this brilliant, gracious and thoroughly awake human being would have loved the absurdity of this.
I figure those of us who are making a scientific inquiry into the matter of how we got here, have about 1900 years coming. They should check back around....3914?
I want to meet the person who sits at a computer and thinks,"This is what I wanted to grow up to be." Who thinks this is okay? Who is creating these nightmares?
This is simply a case of protecting our unbridled greed....er we mean copyrighted material and the situation has been forcefully...er, we mean amicably resolved.
Six books, starting with Gateway.
Then these brilliant classics:
The Wheels Of If, L. Sprague de Camp,
The Majipoor Chronicles, Robert Silverberg,
The Martian Chronicles, Ray Bradbury,
The Chronicles of Amber, Roger Zelazny
Very exciting advancements and to this veteran hard core scifi aficionado, long anticipated advancements. One thing saddens me though and that is the joyfully planned use of them for the sick and elderly. Freeing human workers up for what? Serving burgers and fries? What is a more valuable use of human talent that caring for each other? I can easily envision a future where our fate is to land in a facility where our emotional needs will be met by a robot teddy bear, and our physical needs met by among others, hair washing robots, and we can end our lives, untouched by human hands. Sounds like an Asimov story gone from scifi to horror.