Skip to comments.HitchBOT Was A Literal Pile Of Trash And Got What It Deserved
Posted on 08/03/2015 6:38:43 PM PDT by Drew68Edited on 08/03/2015 8:56:01 PM PDT by Admin Moderator. [history]
First things first. “HitchBOT,” for all practical purposes, was a garbage can with an iPhone in it.
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LMFAO! Did a FReeper write this?
Still vandalism. Not cool.
HitchBOT in Philly:
It was beheaded, someone went full ISIS on a robot
For one, a mugging is not the same as vandalism. Secondly, I don’t believe it is a food grade bucket. The thing was toxic where ever it went.
ROFL!!!! Funniest thing I've read all day!
Judging by the text in the body of the post, I thought that it was written by Ricky.
Wow..that was a bitter piece. Lighten up. It was all just in fun.
Then it came to the United States, where it caught a richly deserved beating, just like Canadas hockey teams do when they come here. I do not know what motivated this beating
The writer tells us what the HitchBOT wasn't, then moves on to tell us it received a beating it richly deserved.
Perhaps I should write some words on what the destroyer deserved. Why bother?
The HitchBOT may not have been a break-through. I don't really care. It was an interesting entity, which was used for an interesting purpose.
What I don't understand, is all the animosity over an inanimate object, and why someone felt the need to destroy what was clearly not their own property.
Seems to me there was a human defect much more pronounced that any the HitchBOT exhibited.
This piece is grumpy, insulting, and hilarious. I got about three very solid chuckles out of it.
I blame Tom Servo.
Servo (maniacally): Just where the hell does Canada get off sharing a border With countries far superior to it?
Spoken: Crow: Yikes!
Servo (continuing) Why, you lousy, stinking, francophonic, bacon-loving bastards, Your country's just a giant piece of sh-
(Mike and Crow cut Servo off in mid-sentence, and Servo breaks down.)
Spoken: Mike, Crow (ab-lib): Whoa! Okay! Whoa!
Tom (sobbing): Sorry! I have no sense of proportion! I'm a disgrace to my uniform!
Mike: That's ok. Calm down. Mustn't hate, mustn't hate...
Crow: At least so overtly.
Mike: Exactly. Must disguise our hate. We'll be right back. S'ok...
Tom (sobbing): Pardonnez-moi, pardonnez-moi...
LOL. Very funny.
HitchBot is like a combination of the game Flat Stanley and the “quests” people take stuffed animals and yard ornaments on.
And now someone went and ruined the game.
About 50 years ago, I read a book about a carved toy canoe that had a brass plate on the bottom for people to write to to say where it had been found.
Hitchbot is just a very slightly high tech version of that wandering carved toy canoe.
There should be more respect for property, of course.
It was someone else’s property and harmless. Destroying it was a senseless act of vandalism and does not make the US look good.
I just posted the piece because I thought it was funny.
The book was “Paddle to the Sea”.
Ok, I confess: I did it.
My youngest son when he was @ five years old had one of those stupid toys that you had to "feed" and take care of every day via pushing buttons on it when it was "hungry" or something else. It was what I'd call a loud toy. Maybe not "loud" in the sense of high volume, but "loud" in the sense that the noises it made would carry throughout the house. He called this toy "Dinky." Dinky was one of those Tamagotchi kind of toys but in the shape of a robot.
One night the stupid thing was put away in one of the toy boxes in our family room and it started making noise right about 2am.
It woke me up from a sound sleep. Not something I get very often.
So I went downstairs into the family room and proceeded to dump every damn' toybox we had out onto the floor until I found it.
When I found it, I tried everything to shut the stupid thing up. When that failed, I put it in the garage and went back to bed. Problem solved, right?
Dumb move, the garage was under our master bedroom. Back downstairs I went.
I put it back in one of the toyboxes and surrounded it by pillows from our couch, then put the lid back on. Went back upstairs to go to bed. No deal, I could still hear the damn' thing.
I'm not kidding about this: over the course of the next two hours I tried everything to shut this thing up or to find a way to muffle the noise to no avail.
My frustration peaked when I went into the garage, found my hacksaw and cut the damn' thing's head off. Dammit if it still didn't keep going on making noise.
I finally opened the garage door and tossed the stupid thing outside into the snow, closed the garage door and went back to bed. By that time, it was somewhere around 4:30am and there was just no way I was going to get any sleep before I'd have to get up at 5:30am for work.
That night I came home from work to find my youngest son holding Dinky and Dinky's head. The battery on Dinky had finally gone dead so Dinky was finally ... silent!
My wife and two sons looked at me and asked if I knew what happened to "Dinky." I didn't have to say a word when my youngest son said "Dad killed Dinky!"
Yup, I did. All these years later (10+) they won't let me forget it either! :-)
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