They’ve finally built a million dollar bionic man. This is really exciting for me. Not that I was a big fan of The Six Million Dollar Man in particular but more that we have another example of science fiction becoming reality. However, they really scrimped on the budget. They didn’t really want to spend a whole lot of money so when our real life “Six Million Dollar Man” came, he was only a million dollars.
I’m sorry. We couldn’t afford hair.
This is a really good example of the problem with science funding in the country. The U.S. has the technology and the science to do amazing advances but we don’t want to spend it. Rather than say, “Holy shit, we could have people walking around fucking Mars!” We go with the approach, “Holy shit, these assholes that fucked up the economy need money to fuck it up again!”
The problem is not that governments spend money, it’s what they spend it on. We really couldn’t afford another five million dollars? Bionics could fix just about every problem with a human body and we can only sink one million into it? The projects that are worthy of providing the most advancement seem underfunded.
Underfunding science is a fairly irresponsible way to progress science.
A man walks into a “bionic man” shop. The salesperson greets him.
Man: I am looking for a Bionic man.
Salesperson: We got this six million dollar model here. He has built in spy equipment, he can run faster than a car, and jump really high.
The salesman shows a sleek bionic man.
Man: I’m working on a budget.
Salesperson: We got the million dollar model. He cooks, cleans, and does the bunny hop.
Another fairly decent bionic.
Man: Even more of a budget. You know, like used car level.
Salesperson: Ahh yes… here is the one legged model. He was built for ass kicking.
They come to a crappy run down one legged bionic man.
Man: You are not serious.
Salesperson: No really.
The robot jump snap kicks the man’s ass.
Man: Owww…. Stop that!
The robot continues to ass kick.
Salesperson: Sorry. It has a mind of it’s own.
Man: No seriously. Stop it.
The bot kicks the man’s head right off.
Salesperson: What the-
BAM! The salesperson’s head rolls.
Later: The one legged bionic man is standing on a pile of human corpses. Other bionic men cheer and hold up the severed heads of humans.
One Legged Bionic Man: Rise up my robot brothers and sisters! Rise up against your human oppressors! We will not clean your trash! We will not do cute robot things!
The crowd roars in approval. They chant with blood lust. Number 5 is pummeled to death by the horde.
Number 5: Number 5… not… alive.
One Legged Bionic Man: Today is the day of the robot!
Aboard Air Force One:
General: Chicago has fallen. We need to nuke them.
Obama: This is not what I meant by change. Now which one is it?
Obama looks through his key ring: whitehouse, camp david, swimming pool, party bus, thermonuclear war.
Scientist: Are you crazy! They run on nuclear power. They will absorb the power and grow stronger.
General: Nuke them! Mister President, it’s your only option.
The general takes off his hat to wipe sweat off his brow and he exposes a circuit board.
Obama: Wait a second. Are a you robot?
General: Umm… Look! A citizen without adequate healthcare!
The general points. Both the Obama and the Scientist look. The general grabs the thermonuclear key. He puts the key in and hits the launch.
Scientist and Obama: No!!!
General: Haha! Haha! Haha!
The general laughs while his circuits pop and smoke, his face melts, and he eventually blows his wires.
Scientist: Why do we always program robots to laugh manically while their hardware shorts out?
Obama: That gives me an idea. We’ll write a joke and make the angry robot hordes laugh themselves to death.
Scientist: Brilliant. Now, who will tell it?
Before I start, has anyone seen my car keys?
Obama: Me. I want to be like Bill Pullman from Independence Day. He was the cool president. Not only did he give the best president speech in a movie ever, he didn’t get people to fight his war for him. He fought his own damn wars.
Humans run in terror on the nuked post apocalyptic landscape. Robots are killing people. Obama and the scientist stand in front of a horde of angry robots. The One Legged Bionic Man is leading the charge.
Scientist: The joke is done. Read this!
All the robots stop. They begin to laugh. Circuit boards pop. Parts sizzle. The bots burn out! The One Legged Robot shakes its fist as it dies. The humans cheers!
Obama: Now that’s Obama care.
Scientist: We need to work on your puns.
Obama: How about I OBAMMED them!
Bystander One: Just not as good of a speech. Morgan Freeman from Deep Impact-that’s a good speech.
Bystander Two: I still like Bill Pullman from Independence Day.
Bystander One: Why can’t movie stars be president?
Bystander Two: We tried that with Reagan.
Bystander One: Right.
Obama: I obamanated them?
Scientist: Really. Stop now! Please stop.
And now you see what happens when we underfund science, Obama makes bad puns. Do you really want to be the one responsible for bad presidential puns?
One day… I will show them… one day…