I sit
and wait under these fluorescent light bulbs for a verdict of my future. This trial
is an unjust representation of myself. I feel as I am more human than the
person conducting this cruel trial and in some aspects my faults are what make
me even more human. The qualities of a robot are the qualities they are
lacking. Lacking of feeling, emotion, tone, empathy, love, sadness, and
countless more, are what makes a machine the cold and electric calculator it
is. I on the other hand have thoughts and feelings that make me a unique
individual. I can show affection for my loved ones, while the one reprimanding
my character cannot feel a single ounce of empathy for a person being destroyed
by a robotic system of trial. A system of trial that instead of proving guilt
will throw out all evidence innocence and send me to the factory and sort out
beads for the rest of my organic existence. What’s the point of fighting this
then?
I need
to look out for my posterity, each and every person after me, so that they do
not encounter the same issue as I do. I will fight a broken system all on my
own thinking. This was not programmed into my thoughts by a computer engineer but
by experience. The most human of people were fighters, genuine people like Gandhi
and Martin Luther King Jr.; they fought for what they knew was right. They
showed a love of enormous agape, they had never-ending empathy, and they fought
for something more than themselves. Those same qualities that didn't make them
a robot is what can also define others as human. I aspire to even be half as
great as them but a robot doesn't even have the capability to aspire such
things. They are programmed to do jobs and things in a repetitive manner as
suggested by their coding.
A simple look at medical records
it is evident that that I am an organic organism born naturally from the same
organic species of human. I feel betrayed by a system that throws out my rights
and equivocates me to and inanimate object based off of what? Does this
supposed man know of my past experiences, my interactions with others, my
charitable actions of empathy, or even the emotion I feel? I must assure you
that I don’t dream of “electric sheep.”
Feeling is the bold line between human and robot. A robot
doesn't have an emotional feeling like humans do. The feelings of empathy,
love, sadness, joy and anger make me human. I understand why a university
wouldn't admit an android to their university. I don’t understand why this
university won’t accept me and my fully capable sentient self.
