First they’re serving you coffee and then the next thing you know, they’ve evolved to the point where we can’t tell if they’re human or cylon and Admiral Adama is trying to save a ragtag bunch of colonial citizens. A fully-aumotated coffee kiosk promises its robot baristas are just as good (or better) than human workers, which of course means we’re this much closer to a Battlestar Galactica existence. [More]
