Re: The Terminator ...
Not so much Terminator as Manshonyagger.
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Fire alarm test. I come down the stairs to the ground floor. There is a queue of people coming up from the basement, past the window, left and along to the building core, left to the main entry, left to the side door, then left and along outside the building past that window to the evacuation area in the car park.
I step through that line of people, hit the locking bar on the window, step through and head for the car park.
It will keep everything organised for you, take on all the trivial boring tasks, and leave you able to concentrate on the important things.
OK, it may make the occasional minor error - make an appointment for the wrong time, invite the wrong people to a meeting, turn your entire company into a smoking crater in the ground, that sort of thing.
It's much better than Vu+}?8wV?5TPy2cLBqc= which absolutely will be written on a post-it note and stuck to a screen, as well as be sent by email because you'll never be able to verbally communicate it.
You don't write it, send it, or verbally communicate it. You paste it in from your password manager program.
It is more than reasonable to expect to be able to walk down the street or cross the road or go into a shop or... without being tracked by PC Plod's snoopercams.
If you are a teenager, and especially if you are black, you can expect to be stopped and searched while walking down the street.
"using state-of-the-art cesium clocks; so accurate that it would take 160 million years for them to drift by just one second."
That's not the time keeping state-of-the-art! The current state of the art is around one second in 30 billion years - longer than the current age of the Universe. And they're working on a way to make them ten times more accurate.
They sprang apart. Winston’s entrails seemed to have turned into ice. He could see the white all round the irises of Julia’s eyes. Her face had turned a milky yellow. The smear of rouge that was still on each cheekbone stood out sharply, almost as though unconnected with the skin beneath.
‘You are the dead,’ repeated the iron voice.
‘It was behind the picture,’ breathed Julia.
'No you bloody fool, you're wearing it!' said the iron voice.
The boss insisted we reused old print-outs in the laser printer by printing on the back. This was a false economy anyway as it often didn't work and you had to print again - the extra toner cost more than the paper you saved.
I'm not sure what eventually happened but I suspect someone re-used a sheet of paper that had a staple in it. The replacement drum cost far more than any saving.
It is presumably solar powered, giving effectively unlimited lifetime.
However there is an obvious problem.
The more power you need, the bigger the solar panels have to be.
The bigger the panels are, the more aerodynamic drag there is.
The more aerodynamic drag, the more power you need.
This will require careful balancing!
Computers administering justice? What could possibly go wrong?
Computers Don't Argue By Gordon R Dickson. 1965!