Another entry in the metal section, five more to go.  Zeruel isn’t great as a stand-alone piece of music, but it could work as an opening piece at a concert.  Something that plays while band members come out and get ready, then segs into another piece.

On the topic of waifus and husbandos again, these guys are selling fast –

I saw a stat the other day that said something like half of American men over fifty were looking for foreign wives, which I would translate as “Every man with the means to do so is looking elsewhere.”  The number of men over 50 who are single and want a wife may not be all that large, but I keep reading that the rate of virginity among younger males is something ridiculously high as well.  It looks like, in the near future, we’ll have a society where the top tier men are having sex with the vast majority of women (but not marrying them), and the vast majority of men will be adopting companion robots.

Being in the upper age range, I wouldn’t buy one for sex, and probably not for companionship either.  But, there will be a point where I need senior care and robots will be how it is done by then.  I think most of us would rather have a robot taking care of us in our homes, than be in a stinky nursing home with a bunch of strangers, and staff who aren’t paid enough to put up with us.

I’m not that old yet, but, even now, it would be good to have someone that could call 911 in an emergency.  I could have a heart attack, get bit by a snake, drop a car on myself while working under it, etc.  The odds of any of those things happening aren’t great, but I’m not prepared for any of them.  A little dog robot could call for help, but a humanoid robot could grab a jack and get a car off of me, apply a tourniquet, do CPR.  And everything else I need help with, like holding up drywall.  It’s not easy to do a ceiling by yourself.  At this point, its obvious no human is going to fill that role.  So, should the robot look like C-3PO, or Cylon #6?

Sorry Threepio, no one is picking you.

If it looks like #6, it might as well do all the other companion things when it isn’t dragging me out of a burning house.  It’s sad and ironic, in a couple years I should have my act together.  After decades of crashing economies, doing senior care for my mother before she passed, finally figuring out how to diet and now looking better than I ever have – in a couple of years I should have everything straightened out but I’ll be in my mid 50’s.

It’s a shame the robots aren’t ready now, I’ve got some trim that needs to be sanded before I paint it.