I heard the MC call my name and felt my legs carry me toward the stage. It was time to enter the Punderdome.

I’d never competed in a pun contest, much less in front of hundreds of people at an event considered the Roman Colosseum of punditry. My stage presence could be described as lacking. I had done basically no preparation. I did, however, have one thing going for me: I was actually a robot.

This post first appeared on wsj.com

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

You May Also Like

Bogus Fears of Censorship Could Spell the End of Content Moderation

Hi, everyone. Glad to hear from Joe Biden that the pandemic is…

Brane X Speaker: Compact Size, Home Theater Sound

Bass is foundational. A dedicated speaker capable of reproducing convincing bass and…

Rape victims experience ‘involuntary paralysis’ that stops them fighting back, study finds 

The law should take into consideration evidence showing that rape victims can…

Is YOUR name on the list? Study reveals US popular boy names over the past century that are now EXTINCT

Have you recently met a baby named ‘Clifford’? How about ‘Claude’?  If…