Richard Rein Smith

Summary

Richard Rein Smith The angry house (1955)

The house's electronic brain glowed with an intangible thing that might have been pride.
It thought, I am content. I am content because there are so many things I can do to make them happy. I can cook their meals, make the beds, scrub my floors, wash my windows. I can bathe them, keep them warm, give them a gentle, cool breeze. If they want entertainment, I can rise hundreds of feet on my antigravity rays and give them a nice view. I can give them soft music, entertaining TV programs and pleasant surprises.
Source: Gutenberg

Richard Rein Smith The angry house (1955)

The woman screamed even more shrilly as the weird machine tugged at her panties. Frantically, she grabbed the slender tentacles and twisted them until rewarded by the crunch of delicate mechanisms not meant for such rough treatment.
The machine served its purpose until its last metal arm was broken.
The house watched as the woman cried for a few minutes and then, clad only in high-heel shoes and wristwatch, continued her search of the bedroom.
She is different, the house thought. She does not scream threats at me like the man does.
Source: Gutenberg

Richard Rein Smith The angry house (1955)

She will love me and he will be proud of me and take good care of me. I am glad they own me!
It deactivated the scanner and from hidden closets, shiny machines quietly entered the many rooms. The tiny machines rolled on soft rubber wheels, floated on invisible antigravity rays and went about their many tasks. They sucked in dust and dirt, waxed the floors, washed the dishes. Behind the smooth gray walls, machines prepared the evening meal, checked the video schedule for the afternoon and selected recordings of soft music that the house's owners would enjoy.
Source: Gutenberg

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