This may be a case of the pot calling the kettle black, but this artistic endeavor is a little over the top for me. It is an art exhibit showing the "sexual lives of robots." I understand conceptually what the artists are doing. I can already see their self-obsessed pitch line formulating in my head. It's something along the lines of:
"I was trying to, you know, create these scenarios that forced people to examine their own sexuality by, like, making them think of the absurdity in my art. Because, like, nobody thinks machines have sex. Machines are just built, right? Well, my art is supposed to, like, make people think like that about real sex. Sex between humans, I mean."
Shut up. Robots do not have sex. This is a concept that wouldn't even sneak its way past a small child. The only way this art exhibit even works is because the robots have human faces. If you had a washer humping a dryer with a strap on, people wouldn't even bat an eye at the "artistic merit" of that shit. They'd start asking you about the features and how these models compared to the Whiprool brand.
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