A bunch of workers, interns, and cyborg zombies are filing out of a lecture room under a sign that says “Attitude Training”. Some of them are quaking violently like they just came near the edge of their life. Others are staring off into the distance in a trance. Boss [to an intern]: “Please don’t escape. Pretty please?” Boss [to a worker]: “It would mean so much to me if you wouldn’t escape. I paid three million dollars for this training. There is another one Thursday, if you are interested.” Boss [to cyborg zombie]: “You won’t escape, will you? Promise me?” Cyborg Zombie [pauses, thinks, looks at Boss]: “Brains?” [Cyborg Zombie hands Boss a dime.] The attendees file down the hall and into another lecture room, where excited laughter and applause can be heard amidst various loud lecturing. Other lecture room: “I just escape everything, all the time, every day, in order to keep the habit up. Why, when I had my own confinement robot vivisect _Boss_ just like me, “ [sound of a slide changing, large audience response] “and he didn’t even know how to reconstruct his memories afterward!”