There’s a short story by Ray Bradbury about an automated house that survives a nuclear blast. The shadows of the children throwing a ball are on the house outside, and inside the robots continue to service a family that’s no longer there. That’s what it reminds me of.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/There_Will_Come_Soft_Rains_(short_story)

It’s mind-boggling. It’s like a trend with some of the billionaires right now, some are imploding in submarines and some of them are doing it on land.

It was great for following breaking news and not much else.

I might be enjoying all of this a little too much.

Would we really put that past Spez? No, no we wouldn’t.