Well, a living corpse is not so very frightening, is it? A scientist might say that elements of us live on once the soul has left the body. Folklore talks in shades of all sorts of undead. But even the undead can surely die again, for nothing is immortal but time. Thus, 'a living corpse' is rather the same as saying 'a normal man', simply in a state of decay- is that not unlike sickness? A sickness that turns you to life is not so 'creepy.'
Then, too, I must agree that robots are a rather heinous invention of the future eras. They mimic sentience, but without the spark of life that even your zombies might have. Still, in that way, they can at least be 'turned off', that we might choose the crock pot over the microwave.
But a clone?
A clone is taking a man (or woman's) identity, their agency. Their mind and feelings. A clone is something for which we must feel perfect sympathy, but in seeing ourselves in such an aimless twin, also a kind of deep revulsion.
You can recover from seeing a man brought back to life, or from hearing a computer face greet you good morning. Can anyone recover, though, from seeing a version of themselves they have no agency over, but every responsibility towards?
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Then, too, I must agree that robots are a rather heinous invention of the future eras. They mimic sentience, but without the spark of life that even your zombies might have. Still, in that way, they can at least be 'turned off', that we might choose the crock pot over the microwave.
But a clone?
A clone is taking a man (or woman's) identity, their agency. Their mind and feelings. A clone is something for which we must feel perfect sympathy, but in seeing ourselves in such an aimless twin, also a kind of deep revulsion.
You can recover from seeing a man brought back to life, or from hearing a computer face greet you good morning. Can anyone recover, though, from seeing a version of themselves they have no agency over, but every responsibility towards?