Doomsday Dash

This is the dream of domestic life as a perfectly calibrated, largely automated system. But the doomsayer in me likes to imagine some coffee maker gone HAL 9000, making its own decisions about what kinds of coffee it thinks it should be brewing. Or a washing machine, haywire and alone in a basement somewhere, constantly reordering supplies for itself long after we’ve all been wiped off the Earth.

The Horror of Amazon’s New Dash Button - The New Yorker

Clearly the only logical conclusion to forfeiting life choices. Also, the makings of an adorable Pixar movie.