Robosexual

As the day that desperate singles dread approaches, I pose this question: If you could build a perfect partner--someone who won't nag, has flawless skin, and will love you unconditionally--would you do it? At the pace that robotics development is going, you probably can in a few years (see the freakishly realistic Japanese robot girl, Actroid DER-2).

When that day comes, however, mankind will most likely be looking to cater to its most primal of urges and create the oft-portrayed sexbots of sci-fi (ala Pris the pleasure replicant in Blade Runner, or Jude Law's Gigolo Joe for the ladies). But would a night out with a mechanized sex worker constitute adultery for a married individual? Can the use of what is essentially a glorified marital aid amount to sexual infidelity? While the issue may be laughable today, improving AI and our tendencies toward anthropomorphism will soon make these questions harder to answer.

So say you take a toaster, slap some lipstick and a pair of silicon badoinkies on it, then decide to do the robot hustle with your fleshly contraption--would that amount to infidelity? For now, probably not. But I suggest you steer clear of the blender. She's a biter.