A Baby is Missing
The night nurse of the incubator ward came in to see how the premature babies were doing.
She peeked at the thermostat, she looked around and into the Holden incubator - and the Holden baby was gone.
She brought an orderly and a doctor running but sure enough the baby had vanished.
When the parents arrived they were of course almost crazed but the doctor had to tell the pitiful truth - that the baby then weighed two pounds eleven ounces.
If it had been taken outside on such a night it might live for an hour, two hours at most. The parents shuffled off home.
The doctor put a tentative stroke across the baby's progress chart.
A police siren whined outside and the next morning the tabloids reported a routine kidnapping. The FBI was called in and that was apparently the end of the story.
Three weeks later a pleasant housewife, who lives way uptown, was doing her housework one morning and listening to the radio and up came a pleasant jingle going the rounds of the dance halls and the disc jockeys - a song called Don't Call Me A Nosey Man.
This woman couldn't get the thing out of her head.
She decided she would clean up a bit and go out and buy the gramophone record of it and she went to a little store on 125th Street in the heart of Harlem and asked the assistant to play it first.
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posted by -idogcow at 12:36 PM
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1. A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.
2. A robot must obey orders given to it by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.
3. A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law.
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