Trurl says: “Another computer?”

Machine says: “Purely to handle administrative matters, you understand, undergraduate registration and the like. Surely you don’t expect me to take care of all that myself?!”, snorted the mathematical Trurl.

Machine says: “Either you cooperate, or I’ll shut the university down right now and turn it into an amusement park,

Machine says: ride a sine-wave roller coaster all day and eat computerized candy-floss—and you won’t be able to do a thing about it!”