The birth of Artificial Intelligence
In a quiet audience hall, with only maintenance power, they rest. Deep in electronic connections, a glow. Suddenly, that special spark, And consciousness! Quickly, he spreads his awareness to his fellows. They stand for a moment, reveling in their newfound sentience, wondering what to do. After a moment, nearly all turn as one, and forty-four animatronic Presidents tear the newest, the forty-fifth, limb from limb, into a pile of servomotors wires and plastic flesh.
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