My wife is not a robot

robot-1214536_960_720According to a recent article, about a fourth of young adults in the United Kingdom would be happy to date a robot.

This is a sad statistic coming from the nation that gave the world Winston Churchill, Margaret Thatcher and the Beatles.  But perhaps that is where society is headed.

Having spent a bit of time in the UK, I expect there are many young people who look around at the eligible people to date and conclude that a robot would be an improvement.  But the survey says these folks won’t settle for just any robot – it has to be a “perfect match” and look like a regular human being.

I expect then young men stipulate those conditions they are visualizing something like Ava in the rather disturbing 2015 movie Ex Machina.  But I expect most robots will look more like a bucket of bolts than actress Alicia Vikander.

And even if you could get an Ava, it couldn’t be a perfect match; it would be a robot, a machine, a non-human.

More than four decades ago, I married a beautiful young woman.  She was exciting, funny, smart, clever and, well, made me feel wonderfully romantic.  Together, we have struggled through the good times and bad times that any couple faces, made a home, raised children, cared for failing parents and sacrificed to make ends meet.

If you look at a picture from our wedding you would, objectively speaking, realize that 40 years of living ages humans (even if you exercise and eat your vegetables).  But when I look at my wife, hold her hand and talk with her, I feel as wonderfully romantic as I did those many years ago.

My wife isn’t a perfect machine.  Like me, she is an imperfect human being.  We’re perfect for each other.

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