Reaction time is a factor in this, so please pay attention. Now, answer as quickly as you can.
It’s your birthday. Someone gives you a calfskin wallet. How do you react?
Well. I don’t know what a calfskin wallet is. Oh wait, is that a baby cow’s skin? Hmm. I had to ask someone what that was out loud and they said it was in Blade Runner. Uh, anyway, I guess my reaction would be thankful. I have a pretty shitty wallet right now, I stole it from Goodwill. I would do a typical “hug and thank”, you know, but also probably thank them again later on at a good “point of reference” time. Plus, like, sorry, but—-everyone know that baby cow be soft ass leather.
You’ve got a little boy. He shows you his butterfly collection plus the killing jar. What do you do?
The killing jar? Why does a little boy have a jar that holds things that they killed? My little boy is weird. I support him because I guess it’s scientific.
You’re watching television. Suddenly you realize there’s a wasp crawling on your arm. How would you react?
In an absolute panic and fear. Am I alone? Feels like this would be a lot easier if I wasn’t alone. I don’t like wasps. I see them in a room at a distance and totally flip out. Same with a lot of insects. I would also think about me being stung. I’ve only been stung once. I was like 5 years old walking to the grocery with my father. It didn’t even leave a stinger but that pain, that suffering- I don’t give a fuck about destroying a wasp. Sorry. Not sorry. Scratch the apologies or whatever- fuck wasps.
You’re in a desert walking along in the sand when all of the sudden you look down, and you see a tortoise, named Gavin, crawling toward you. You reach down, you flip the tortoise over on its back. The tortoise lays on its back, its belly baking in the hot sun, beating its legs trying to turn itself over, but it can’t, not without your help. But you’re not helping. Why is that, Liz?
This is too much for me. This question is like psychologically cutting. First off you are telling me that I cannot help someone or something and you even put a name attached to it. This hurts my feelings. Why is that? I wouldn’t do that. That’s fucking insane to me. Why would I do that to Gavin? I am helping.
Describe in single words, only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother.
Caring, intelligent, survivor, free, liberal, beautiful, love.
Conclusion: Liz is very very human. The technology to create such an emotional robot cannot exist for at least a decade. You can follow Liz on Twitter, though.
*Idea stolen blatantly from Blade Runner and The Wave (Australia)
