title: Mind as Mosaic : The Robot in the Machine
author:  Bruce H. Hinrichs 
description: "As a clinician and researcher, I consider this text essential reading for both beginning and serious scholars alike. -- <i>Ernest G. Boswell, Ph.D., L.P. </i><br /><br />"Bruce Hinrichs has translated his skills as an outstanding classroom teacher into wonderful writing..." -- <i>Darby Nelson, PhD, Professor of Biology, Anoka Ramsey college </i><br /><br />...Hinrichs has translated his skills as an outstanding classroom teacher into wonderful writing on the most intriguing subject of all--our brains... -- <i>Darby Nelson, PhD, Professor of Biology, Anoka Ramsey college.</i><br /><br />...a brilliant integration of complex conceptual issues presented in a style that reads more like a novel... -- <i>Ernest G. Boswell, Ph.D., L.P., Clinical Program Coordinator, St. Paul Vet Center, St. Paul, Minnesota.</i><br /><br />...well written and organized, excellent for in-depth class and seminar-style discussions, ... provides additional breadth and depth to my course... -- <i>Douglas Pearson, Professor of Psychology, Century College.</i><br /><br />I readily adopted this easy to read, comprehensive book as a reader supplement in my general psychology course. -- <i>Douglas Pearson, Professor of Psychology, Century College </i>
zlib_text: The Ego Machine
  
  NICHOLAS MARTIN looked up at the robot across the desk.
  
  "I'm not going to ask what you want," he said, in a low, restrained voice. "I
  already know. Just go away and tell St. Cyr I approve. Tell him I think it's
  wonderful, putting a robot in the picture. We've had everything else by now,
  except the Rockettes. But clearly a quiet little play about Christmas" among
  the Portuguese fishermen on the Florida coast must have a robot. Only, why not
  six robots? Tell him I suggest a baker's dozen. Go away."
  
  "Was your mothers'name Helena Glinska?" the robot asked, paying no heed to
  Martin's remarks.
  
  "It was not," Martin said.
  
  "Ah, then she must have been the Great Hairy One," the robot murmured. Martin
  took his feet off the desk and sat up slowly.
  
  "It's quite all right," the robot said hastily. "You've been chosen for an
  ecological experiment, that's ah1. But it won't hurt. Robots are perfectly
  normal life forms where I come from, so you needn't—"
  
  "Shut up," Martin said. "Ro