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Attack, My Scampering Children!
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Written by Lynk   
Saturday, 20 June 2009 18:19

Ah, cybernetics. Today they may give people the heebie jeebies, but we're only a short distance from figuring out how to augment sponsored advertisements into the vision of the public. Scientists have used neurons from a rat's brain to control a small robotic vehicle. Watch as it dashes across the floor, either looking for cheese or a way out of the room. Most exciting of all, each rat brain used results in a different 'personality' for the robot. I say we take all of the bail out money and put it towards building a better robot. Make it eleven feet tall, grant it the ability to run 210 mph, the ability to leap hundreds of feet in the air, coupled with the power to turn invisible, and we'd have a cold metal shell I'd consider sticking my brain into. I wouldn't be against installing rat brains into all Volkswagen Beetles either. Punch buggy would become a whole new type of game.

 
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