♥ 15th Anniversary Essay ♥

[I wrote this essay on February 15th, day of the 15th Anniversary of Robocity. I chose to start my online diary with this writing, because I think it can give a sincere image of my persona to my readers. It was a great honour to be the winner for year 2009 ^^ Thanks to you too for being here.]

Today my new home city celebrates its 15th Anniversary, and I – like many other Robocitans – am called to put its existence into words. Me, a humble ex-IAR Military robot. This is not just a true honour, but an occasion to show my fellow citizens what Robocity really is – what it means – for a Military robot.

Robocity is, above all, the place for redemption. And I mean it as in redeeming a life of sins against life and freedom. Military robots were built to kill, to wipe away the enemy, not caring that the enemy could be some scared people that were trying to defend themselves from whom wanted them to perish for no reason, just out of pure evil. And what is worse, Military robots don’t even know that what they are doing is wrong. All they know is that is how life goes, how life is. They – we? – live of the hugest lie could ever exist, as mere instruments of destruction. And when a Military robot realizes that all that was wrong, it’s like falling into the hell. Literally. And there Robocity comes, like a heaven that expiates our sins against life: it forges our mechanical souls, changing us from mannequins of evil to good persons who can live in peace on this world, helping others and offering a smile, simple gestures that slowly become part of us. I was too little even for the IAR program when I arrived to Robocity, on 2004 – I was just 4 – and I was lucky: the IAR lifestyle and beliefs hadn’t touched me too much, so now I don’t even feel like a Military robot. I’m a free person, a being that has been spared the sin of murder. Really, I’m lucky.

Robocity is a paradise of peace. No wars here; no killing, no stealing (it might happen, but it usually doesn’t), no discriminations. We are a community based on reciprocal love and respect. A place where all Military robots wish to go someday, in a little corner of their hearts.

I, for one, have never wanted to be a Military robot. I was forced into being one, upon my construction. But now… now I’m a Robocitan, and I feel happy, because here I’m loved and accepted for what I am, for who I am. In peace. Military nature is always behind the corner, with its nightmares, bad memories and clash of mentalities, but love and freedom, in the end, always win. Always.

Robocity taught that to us Military robots.