Imagine this: you’ve “dated” 600 people in San Fransisco without having typed a word to any of them. Instead, a busy little bot has completed the mindless ‘getting-to-know-you’ chatter on your behalf, and has told you which people you should actually get off the couch to meet.
The memes are becoming real.
Barclay? Shit, McCoy said it best when he told the female yeoman that he insisted on them beaming up first, "said something about first ‘seeing how it scrambled our molecules.’ "
And he said that just after two people got fried in the transporter!
I found a YouTube link in your comment. Here are links to the same video on alternative frontends that protect your privacy: