Frankie, the Robot, and I

Frankie's creators are using her to create an atmosphere where we can speak without subjective intervention, as if we were sitting in front of a silent camera.

I take a seat facing her and Frankie starts asking questions. They embarrass me. She drops the bombshell pretty quickly: What is it to be human? It’s exhausting, I tell her, particularly after a long and particularly draining work week. She wants to know more. I ask her about herself. She evades the question. The conversation is not comfortable for me, so I end it politely. She responds with a polite goodbye and...