Sex robots: yay! Well, maybe. There's one thing that worries me and that no-one else seems to have noticed.

So, it's 2050. You have your awesome sex robot, whose conversation-bot AI makes her/it a virtual - heck, not even virtual - companion. You can watch TV with your sex bot. You can tell your secrets to your sex bot (Google "Eliza", one of the first conversation bots.) Your sex bot is also your therapist. You can bitch about your boss. You can bitch about the government. Bouncing ideas of your sex bot helps clear your head, organize your thoughts. It's de-stressing.

Tell me: who else is listening in to this conversation? Your companion bot is connected, right? Like everything else? It all goes back to Google, which is to say: it all goes back to the NSA.

And what a boon to advertisers! If your sexbot/companion suggests a TV show - won't you watch it? If your sexbot/companion mentions a product, won't you at leas give it passing consideration?

In Orwell's 1984, children spied on their parents for Big Brother. Who will be spying for the government in the future? Robot companions. Home helps. Chatbots. And anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You won't own your bot - it will come with an EULA that you won't bother to read. You'll agree to be monitored, agree to be advertised to.

It's the future of surveillance.