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150 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 7, 2018
“Who knew being a heartless killing machine would present so many moral dilemmas.Our not-too-social, cynical, sulky and very snarky Murderbot, “a rogue SecUnit with a record of past mass murder”, hates to admit that it cares, especially when its supposed not-caring was its equivalent of security blanket (yes, pun intended) until now. But care MBot does, and so, instead of choosing a life of watching space soap operas it is headed to Milu, a planet where it just may find some evidence against GrayCris company and help Dr. Mensah - the one who treated our MBot as a person regardless of it not being human.
(Yes, that was sarcasm.)”
“If there was one thing good about this situation, it was reinforcing how great my decisions to (a) hack my governor module and (b) escape were. Being a SecUnit sucked. I couldn’t wait to get back to my wild rogue rampage of hitching rides on bot-piloted transports and watching my serials.”And what would a trip to a dangerous corner of space be without finding a bunch of human researchers who desperately need protection and face certain death without the expertise of a certain Security Consultant?
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“A SecUnit’s job is to protect its clients from anything that wants to kill or hurt them, and to gently discourage them from killing, maiming, etc., each other. The reason why they were trying to kill, maim, etc., each other wasn’t the SecUnit’s problem, it was for the humans’ supervisor to deal with. (Or to willfully ignore until the whole project devolved into a giant clusterfuck and your SecUnit prayed for the sweet relief of a massive accidental explosive decompression, not that I’m speaking from experience or anything.)”This installment really made me think about what future holds for Murderbot. Yes, it is free from the governor module and does not have to obey command of humans who view MBot as nothing more than a dangerous tool, a deadly weapon, something to cautiously use and discard when not needed. Murderbot is seen as property, not person. And that obviously does not sit well with it.
“The only thing I knew for certain was that Preservation didn’t need SecUnits, and their idea of a SecUnit being considered a free agent meant I’d have a human “guardian.” (In other places they just call that your owner.)”Murderbot does not want to be property, but he does not want to be a pet robot either. Along the way it meets one of those - sweet loyal Miki - but even though at times it almost envies the life of a bot who is loved and cherished, it refuses to even consider trading free will and its own agency for the comforts of pampered life as a “pet”. Slavery taught it the need for fierce independence - but it’s hard when society denies you that and when your disguise remains an obedient SecUnit.
“Or Miki was a bot who had never been abused or lied to or treated with anything but indulgent kindness. It really thought its humans were its friends, because that’s how they treated it.It’s the sheer unfairness of the disparity between who you are and what society considers you to be that is infuriating. It’s the complacency of those treating you as property and the denial of any free will to the other SecUnits - any one of whom has the same potential of being a full-fledged person just like MBot but is denied that opportunity out of plain inconvenience it would present to those who are “owners” - that elicits real emotion from me, a cynical reader, let alone from Murderbot itself.
I signaled Miki I would be withdrawing for one minute. I needed to have an emotion in private.”
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“What did Miki have that I wanted? I had no idea. I didn’t know what I wanted.
And yes, I know that was probably a big part of the problem right there.”
“Somewhere there had to be a happy medium between being treated as a terrifying murder machine and being infantilized.”
“Oh, Murderbot, what did you do?Murderbot’s emotional development is also fascinating. It’s done slowly and subtly, but the benefit of binging all the novellas in one sitting is the ability to follow the inevitable change as it gets more comfortable with the idea of personhood. Some anxieties are lessened, some heightened, new emotions is processed and a bit of frustrated anger surfaces more and more through the snark and the sarcasm. It’s done very well, a epitome of showing, not telling.
(I don’t even know. I suspect it has to do with the fact that I went from being told what to do and having every action monitored to being able to do whatever I wanted, and somewhere along the way my impulse control went to hell.)”
“Again, I know in the telling it sounds like I was on top of this situation but really, I was still just thinking, Oh shit oh shit oh shit.”
...I don't know, everything was annoying right now and I had no idea why.
Okay, Rin! Miki said. We're friends, and friends call each other by name.
Maybe I did know why.
“What did Miki have that I wanted? I had no idea. I didn’t know what I wanted.
And yes, I know that was probably a big part of the problem right there.”
I hate caring about stuff. But apparently, once you start, you can't just stop.
“Who knew being a heartless killing machine would present so many moral dilemmas.
(Yes, that was sarcasm.)”
“Or Miki was a bot who had never been abused or lied to or treated with anything but indulgent kindness. It really thought its humans were its friends, because that’s how they treated it.
I signaled Miki I would be withdrawing for one minute. I needed to have an emotion in private.”
“Right, so the only smart way out of this was to kill all of them. I was going to have to take the dumb way out of this.”