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The Carnegie-Mellon University Artificial Intelligence Lab
meets
`The Ultimate Home Appliance'
(Reported by Mark Fox and Brian Reid)
On October 24, 1977, a well-known department store in the heart of
Pittsburgh advertised the appearance of a `domestic robot' named Sam
Strugglegear. Although this robot is not yet offered for sale, its
inventor, Anthony Reichelt of Quasar Industries in New Jersey, claims
that its powers include speech recognition with a 4800-word
vocabulary, sonar-navigated steering, and the ability to do household
chores such as vacuuming, serving of drinks, and babysitting. This
highly-publicized `robot' has been described in Newsweek, Parade, and
other national magazines.
Knowing of CMU's pioneering work in Artificial Intelligence,
particularly in the field of speech recognition, various friends have
called CMU to ask how this robot might be so much better at speech
recognition than our talented and dedicated research team.
Rising to the challenge, four courageous members of our department
went downtown to investigate. They found a frightening sight: in the
men's department, among the three-piece suits, was a 5'2'' image of
an aerosol can on wheels, talking animatedly to the crowd. The robot
seemed able to converse on any subject, to recognize the physical
features of the customers, and to move freely (though slowly) in any
direction. While the crowd was quite charmed by the talented
machine, we were dubious, and moved in to investigate it more
closely.
The robot moved on a set of wheels; there were two large drive
wheels about ten inches in diameter, and several small stabilizing
wheels: a mechanism quite similar to the MIT turtle. It moved about
three inches per second, approximately one tenth the normal walking
speed of an adult. We saw both arms rotate at the shoulder along a
horizontal axis. Although there was a joint at the elbow, we never
saw it move (perhaps this model had no actuator in the elbow).
The hands were like clam-shells in design. There was a rod at the
wrist that could be used for opening and closing the hands, but on
the model we saw, the hands were actually glued shut, so that they
could not move even if there were an actuator. The actuators for the
arms were electric motors attached to the arms by gears rather than
belts. When an arm was blocked while in motion, the motor would stop
dead, indicating the presence of some primitive feedback mechanism.
One patron asked to see the robot vacuum a carpet, but was brushed
off with the reply that its batteries were running low.
The CMU team next set out to investigate the robot's sensory
mechanisms. Pushing and blocking its motion had no effect; the
motors kept spinning away. It didn't seem able to tell that an
object was blocking its path. Covering the faceplate did not change
its behavior at all. Since the robot seemed able to navigate around
the room without hitting anything, we found it quite curious that it
had no detectable sensory reactions.
Feeling more dubious, we began looking around the room for evidence
of remote control. Lo and behold, about ten feet from the robot,
standing in the crowd, we found a man in a blue suit with his hand
held contemplatively to his mouth like Aristotle contemplating the
bust of Homer in the famous Rembrandt painting. After watching for a
while, we noticed that whenever the robot was talking, the man in the
blue suit could be seen muttering into his hand. Further seeing that
this man had a wire dangling suspiciously from his waist to his shoe,
one of the CMU group screwed up his courage and approached this
stranger. "Do many people figure out what you are doing?", we asked.
"No," he said, "they are usually too busy watching the robot to
notice me." "Aha!", we thought to ourselves, "it looks like we're on
to something here."
We then asked him what were the robot's speech and vision abilities,
to which he replied that the machine can see about ten inches, dimly,
and that its speech-understanding ability was about 200 words of
unconnected speech in a quiet environment.
We didn't really believe his statement of the robot's abilities, and
in the light of our discoveries of the robot's poor perceptive
skills, we were convinced that there must be yet another remote
control handling the motion. Time was running out; they needed to
move the machine to a suburban store for an evening demonstration.
We returned to CMU feeling unsatisfied.
When we gave our report to the rest of the lab back at CMU, a second
group of eight immediately set out to the suburban store, determined
to find the source of the robot's control. They found a
furtive-looking and rather disagreeable person loitering in the back
of the room. He was carrying an airline flight bag, with his hand
stuck down inside the bag. We asked him his business, to which he
replied that he was a truck driver. He became extremely agitated
when we asked him what was in the bag, asking if we were police. We
dispatched a person to watch him, in an attempt to find correlations
between movements of his hand and movements of the robot, whereupon
he got very excited and called for store officials to come get us
away from him. We never did get to see in the bag. However, we did
see the man with the microphone say to a store official, "Tell him we
want to take it for a walk," whereupon the store official wandered
over to the `bag man' and whispered something to him.
It would be tempting to call this robot a fake, but it is not. It
is a fake robot, but a reasonably good parlor trick, more in the
domain of magicians than of computer scientists. However, one is
reminded of how much better were the parlor tricks of olden days --
for example, the chess-playing robot built by Baron Wolfgang von
Kempelen in 1769. Spectators were given a view of the inside of the
robot, satisfying themselves that it could not possibly contain a
person. The robot would then trounce them at chess, all the while
rolling its eyes and nodding its head. The workings of this famous
`Turk' were not revealed until 1848, more than 70 years later, when
it was bought by the Philadelphia Chess Club and disassembled.
Thousands of people, including Napoleon and Edgar Allan Poe, tried
unsuccessfully to figure out how it worked; very rarely was it even
beaten.
Kempelen's description of his own robot, circa 1771, is probably the
best summary of Sam Strugglegear: "A mere bagatelle, not without
merit in point of mechanism, but whose effects appear marvelous only
from the boldness of conception and the clever choice of methods
adopted for promoting the illusion."