Coke Machines? Why?

The Coke machines (ok, Can machines - some people don't drink Coke. Weird people) on Stingray spacebase are just like everywhere else. We don't have some weirdly-designed robots to serve us drinks. Those machines tend to always be present in factories, bus stations, airports and such crowded places, but are seldom found in shopping malls, where they could be very welcome. There is a very good reason to that, but actually, it would be more appropriate to put it at the end of this Red Fish Page, instead of right at the beginning. Of course, these pages are not sorted in any particular order, so you can read it anyway you want. So if you please stop here and come back to this page after you have read everything else, I'd be grateful.

Well I didn't think you'd to do it anyway. Coke machines exist for two reasons: A. To give you something to drink. B. To celebrate the victory of the human spirit over the Machine.

When you spend too much time in a factory, a space base, an airport - this kind of places, you eventually get a sense of inferiority. You feel like the machine's slave - whether (weather?) this machine is the spaceship's engines, the machine your job is to care for, or some heartless airplane that never care for your personal needs. You feel small. You feel unimportant. You want to find some machine and break it's face. That's what Coke machines are there for. Those are machines that gives you what you want, if you just punch them the in the right place, so that you can see who's the boss around here. Okay, so it does cost you a little money - but hey, isn't that worth the right to kick some machine's butt? The catch is, this is exactly what those machines are for - so, if they are so obedient to start with, where's the fun? What are we proving? That's exactly the reason why those machines rarely give you what you want right away, and so give you the satisfaction of kicking them, screaming at them and performing complex psychological tricks on them, and you usually end up getting what you wanted, proving once and for all the man's superiority over the machine, and you go your way happy and with a coke can in your hand. Or some other can. Some people don't drink coke, and The Red Fish Page accepts all people, regardless of their age, race or weird prevertions.

Of course the machine must win sometimes. Otherwise everybody'd have spotted that.

ingenious idea, you have to admit.