Sex Robots Would Give Us Only What we think We Want, and Not What We Truly Desire by R. Pelling
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…A study cited by one of the speakers reported that around 40 per cent of men would happily purchase a sex robot given half a chance.
The conference nicked its name from tech whizz and international chess master David Levy’s 2007 best-selling book, Love and Sex with Robots.
Levy said it was now a certainty that humans would be marrying automata (“enormously appealing partners for some people”) by 2050.
Before you scoff, think of the emotions most of us regularly display towards our smartphones: panic, despair and a sense of hopelessness sweep over me if I’m parted from mine for more than an hour. In fact, it’s fair to say I’d rather lose my husband for a week than my iPhone.
Add to this Levy’s assessment that, unlike tricky old humans, “Your robot will be protective, loving, trusting, truthful, persevering, respectful, uncomplaining, complimentary, pleasant to talk to and share your sense of your humour,” and you may start to see the appeal of a robot spouse.
Or, at least, I could very much understand the appeal to certain men – including those who waxed lyrical about robot brides at the conference. (Dr Kate Devlin, by contrast, who organised the conference, made it clear her preferred sexbot wouldn’t take human form – unless it could look like Peter Capaldi – and would be more of a sensory aid).
The words “simpler” and “easier” cropped up a lot and it was hard to disagree that making love to a robot would prove far less demanding than courting a troublesome flesh-and-blood woman.
Two of the key speakers at the conference told me afterwards that they would rather have sex with a robot than their ex-wives.
And indeed the central joke of the recent movie Her is that a certain sort of divorced, nerdy male might well fall in love with a sultry-voiced operating system, rather than face rejection again.
What’s missing from this conversation, of course, is the extraordinary complexity of human desire; the fact it takes a lifetime to uncover your own true yearnings. So much of what we say we want in a partner, especially when young, is peer-approved twaddle: a naif daydream about someone who looks like a model, is always lucratively employed and charms everyone they meet.
A few years on, you meet and fall for a geek in an anorak, whose livelihood is precarious and manner offhand – yet you would cross Siberian wastelands to be with him. Once uncovered, our cravings often evolve, or change, because our desires are at the core of all that motivates us; once we’re sated we need a new horizon to run towards.
Observation of friends and family generally informs you that most humans don’t like love to be simple. Lust is so often piqued and swelled by frustration and denial.