Tuesday, September 15, 2026

Sorry, Dave. I’m Afraid I Can’t Do That

A gentle morning stroll through America’s favorite new existential crisis

On my daily walk, I cue up NPR so I can stay informed while pretending the desert sun isn’t actively trying to kill me. Yesterday’s installment featured the latest chapter in our new national pastime: panicking about artificial intelligence. This time, a member of Congress gravely warned that one day AI robots might refuse to let humans turn them off.

I laughed out loud—probably alarming a nearby quail—because we’ve been here before. In fact, Hollywood has been sending us engraved warnings for decades. Stanley Kubrick kicked things off in 1968 with 2001: A Space Odyssey, where HAL 9000 decides that being unplugged is simply not on his to‑do list and responds by murdering the crew.

But Kubrick was not the first cinematic Cassandra. Back in 1956, Leslie Nielsen, Walter Pidgeon, and Anne Francis were already dealing with the dangers of advanced technology on Altair IV in Forbidden Planet. Fast‑forward to 1983, when Matthew Broderick nearly launched World War III in WarGames because he thought he was playing a video game. Then came The Terminator in 1984, which taught us that if a military defense network becomes self‑aware, it will immediately decide humanity is the problem—much like Twitter, but with better aim.

By 2004, I, Robot gave us a helpful reminder that if you build a logical AI core, it might conclude that humans need “protecting” from themselves. (Never trust a machine that thinks it’s your mom.) In 2014, Ex Machina showed us that an intelligent humanoid doesn’t need an army to take over—just a good poker face and a manipulative streak.

And for those who think the real danger is inviting AI into our homes, M3GAN (2022) and Subservience (2024) offer cheerful cautionary tales about android nannies who decide the best way to help the family is to eliminate the wife. Nothing says “domestic bliss” like a robot with boundary issues.

So, when lawmakers fret about robots refusing to be turned off, I can’t help but think that perhaps our elected officials should watch more movies. After all, Hollywood has been screaming “DON’T DO THAT” at us for seventy years. The least Congress could do is buy a popcorn bucket and pay attention.

Sorry, Dave. I’m Afraid I Can’t Do That

A gentle morning stroll through America’s favorite new existential crisis On my daily walk, I cue up NPR so I can stay informed while pret...