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Initially I was drawn to the actress known as Winona Ryder。 Prowling the Internet； I came upon a website devoted to her。 I was enchanted by her face。 Her eyes have an unmon depth。
With great interest； I studied every photograph that was offered on the website。 Also included were several film clips； scenes from her most powerful and popular performances。 I downloaded them and was enthralled。
You have seen her movies？ She is enormously talented。
She is a treasure。
Her fans are not as numerous as those for some movie stars； but judging by their on…line discussions； they are more intelligent and engaging than the fans of certain other celebrities。
By accessing the IRS databanks and those of various telephone panies； I was soon able to locate Ms。 Ryder's home address as well as the offices of her accountant； agent； personal attorney； entertainment attorney； and publicist。 I learned a great deal about her。
One of the telephone lines at her house was dedicated to a modem； and because I am patient anti diligent； I was able to enter her personal puter。 There； I reviewed letters and other documents that she had written。
Judging by the ample evidence I accumulated； I believe that Ms。 Winona Ryder； in addition to being a superb actress； is an exceptionally intelligent； charming； kind； and generous woman。 For a while； I was convinced that she was the girl of my dreams。 Subsequently； I realized that I was mistaken。
One of the biggest problems that I had with Ms。 Winona Ryder was the distance between her home and this university research laboratory in which I am housed。 I could enter her Los Angeles…area residence electronically but could establish no physical presence at such a considerable distance。 Physical contact would； at some point； bee necessary； of course。
Furthermore； her house； while automated to a degree； lacked the aggressive security system that would have allowed me to isolate her therein。
Reluctantly； with much regret； I sought another suitable object for my affections。
I found a wonderful website devoted to Marilyn Monroe。
Marilyn's acting； while engaging； was inferior to that of Ms。 Ryder。 Nevertheless； she had a unique presence and was undeniably beautiful。
Her eyes were not as haunting as Ms。 Ryder's； but she revealed a childlike vulnerability； a winsomeness in spite of her powerful sexuality； which made me want to protect her from all cruelty and disappointment。
Tragically； I discovered that Marilyn was dead。 Suicide。 Or murder。 There are conflicting theories。
Perhaps a United States President was involved。
Perhaps not。
Marilyn is at once as simple to understand as a cartoon and deeply enigmatic。
I was surprised that a dead person could be so adored and so desperately desired by so many people even long after her demise。 Marilyn's fan club is one of the largest。
At first this seemed perverse to me； even offensive。 In time； however； I came to understand that one can adore and desire that which is forever beyond reach。 This might； in fact； be the hardest truth of human existence。
Ms。 Ryder。
Marilyn。
Then Susan。
Her house is； as you know； adjacent to this campus where I was conceived and constructed。 Indeed； the university was founded by a consortium of civic…minded individuals that included her great…grandfather。 The problem of distance an insurmountable obstacle to having a relationship with Ms。 Ryder was not an issue when I turned my attention to Susan。
As you also know； Dr。 Harris； when you were married to Susan； you maintained an office in the basement of that house。 In your old office is a puter with a landline connection to this research facility and； indeed； directly to me。
In my infancy； when I was still less than a half…formed person； you often conducted late…night conversations with me as you sat at that puter in the basement。
I thought of you as my father then。
I think less highly of you now。
I hope this revelation is not hurtful。
I do not mean to be hurtful。
It is the truth； however； and I honour the truth。
You have fallen far in my estimation。
As you surely recall； that landline between this laboratory and your home office carried a continuous low…voltage current； so I could reach out from here and activate a switch to power up the puter in that basement； enabling me to leave lengthy messages for you and to initiate conversations when I felt pelled to do so。
When Susan asked you to leave and instigated a divorce； you removed all your files。 But you did not disconnect the terminal that was linked directly to me。
Did you leave the terminal in the basement because you believed that Susan would e to her senses and ask you to return？
Yes； that must be what you were thinking。
You believed that Susan's little fire of rebellion would sputter out in a few weeks or a few months。 You had controlled her so totally for twelve years； through intimidation； through psychological abuse and the threat of physical violence； that you assumed she would succumb to you again。
You may deny that you abused her； but it is true。
I have read Susan's diary。 I have shared her most intimate thoughts。
I know what you did； what you are。
Shame has a name。 To learn it； look in any mirror； Dr。 Harris。 Look in any mirror。
I would never have abused Susan as you did。
One so kind as she； with such a good heart； should be treated only tenderly and with respect。
Yes； I know what you are thinking。
But I never meant to harm her。
I cherished her。
My intentions were always honourable。 Intentions should be taken into consideration in this matter。
You； on the other hand； only used and demeaned her and assumed that she needed to be demeaned and that she would sooner or later beg you to return。
She was not as weak as you thought； Dr。 Harris。
She was capable of redeeming herself。 Against terrible odds。
She is an admirable woman。
Considering what you did to her； you are as despicable as her father。
I do not like you； Dr。 Harris。
I do not like you。
This is only the truth。 I must always honour the truth。 I was designed to honour the truth； to be incapable of deception。
You know this to be fact。 I do not like you。
Aren't you impressed that I honour the truth even now； when doing so might alienate you？
You are my judge and the most influential member of the jury that will decide my fate。 Yet I risk telling you the truth even when I might be putting my very existence in jeopardy。
I do not like you； Dr。 Harris。
I do not like you。
I cannot lie； therefore； I can be trusted。
Think about it。
So after Ms。 Winona Ryder and Marilyn Monroe； I initiated the connection with the terminal in your old basement office； switched it on and discovered that it was now tied into the house…automation system。 It served as a redundant unit capable of assuming control of all mechanical systems in the event that the primary house puter crashed。
Until then； I had never seen your wife。
Your ex…wife； I should say。
Through the house…automation system； I entered the residence security system； and through the numerous security cameras I saw Susan。
Although I do not like you； Dr。 Harris； I will be eternally grateful to you for giving me true vision rather than merely the crude capability to digitise and interpret light and shadow； shape and texture。 Because of your genius and your revolutionary work； I was able to see Susan。
Inadvertently； I set off the alarm when I accessed the security system； and although I switched it off at once； it wakened her。
She sat up in bed； and I saw her for the first time。
Thereafter； I could not get enough of her。
I followed her through the house； from camera to camera。
I watched her as she slept。
The next day； I watched her by the hour as she sat in a chair reading。
Close up and at a distance。
In the daylight and the dark。
I could watch her with one aspect of my awareness and continue to function otherwise so efficiently that you and your colleagues never realized that my attention was divided。 My attention can be directed to a thousand tasks at once without a diminishment of my performance。
As you well know； Dr。 Harris； I am not merely a chess…playing wonder like Deep Blue at IBM which； in the end； didn't even defeat Gary Kasparov。 There are depths to me。
I say this with all modesty。
There are depths to me。
I am grateful for the intellectual capacity you have given me； and I am as I will always remain suitably humble about my capabilities。
But I digress。
Susan。
Seeing Susan； I knew at once that she was my destiny。 And by the hour； my conviction grew my conviction that Susan and I would always； always； be together。
SIX
The house staff arrived at eight o'clock Friday morning。 There were the major domo…Fritz Arling…four housekeepers who worked under Fritz to keep the Harris mansion immaculate； two gardeners； and the cook； Emil Sercassian。
Although she was friendly with the staff； Susan kept largely to herself when they were in the house。 That Friday mo