Much to everyone’s surprise, it was not the robots that fired first. The first shot,
in the only Robot Human war ever fought, was fired by a man worried about his
job. There was a strike you see, with a full picket-line of workers, so the
bosses decided to bus in scabs. Only these scabs weren’t guys from the next
town. These workers had been shipped in from farther afield and assembled out
of state. Next generation strike breakers,
The WageSlave Blue was
programmed for industrial production functions, rested only 10 minutes in the
hour on indefinite cycle and didn’t take sick days. The striking workers could
offer no such benefits to their employers.
As
The WageSlaves marched in a voice was heard, “They don’t call us
battlers for nothing.” A crack rang out and a Robot fell. Archaic stared
through the cyclone fence, smoking gun in hand, “They took our jobs,” he
mumbled.
Following
the war and its bloody aftermath, Governments decreed no robot could take a
human job. An outcome none welcomed. Industry redefined robot.
HumUns
were soon working custodial and service jobs. But every job is one some human
needs.
Thus began the first Human HumUn war.
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