A reader sent me a link to an article describing an experimental wheelchair that includes a mind-controlled robotic arm. My reaction can be summed up as follows: totally frakkin’ awesome. If Stephen Hawking refuses to meet me at the International Space Station for our zero-gravity death match, perhaps he’ll agree to an alternative. I’m picturing each of us in one of these wheelchairs in the middle of an arena, beating each other into a bloody pulp with our robotic arms until one of us cries “uncle”. It will be the beginning of a whole new spectator sport that could potentially be worth billions of dollars: Ultimate Gimp Fighting. Better yet: Rock-‘Em-Sock-‘Em Cripples.
Somebody get me Vince McMahon on the phone. He’s going to want to get in on this at the ground level.
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Dude!!!! It would be like Robot Wars, except WAY cooler… So many possibilities for mayhem…. the mind boggles.
Hey — been reading for awhile now and thought I’d finally comment. I’m originally from MN, now live in Baltimore, and found your blog linked on a disability blog somewhere (I read a lot of them!). Just wanted to say you’re awesome and thanks for making me laugh on a regular basis. Seriously.
I would be glad to take you on Siegel! 🙂 Bring on the robotics!