Here’s a possible reason for these “bots gone wild” - with Bitcoin down to $58K, if power pricing is $0.08/kWh or more, any/all ASICs less efficient than 23 Watts / Terrahash will operate at a NET LOSS.
So, a lot of silicon is being rapidly repurposed to “AI Work” from “Mining Work”, as miners are good at bailing out and selling fast for whatever price they can get for their “obsolete” hardware. Amazon suddenly has affordable processors that they can use on… new things. Which means new bugs, and new unintended consequences.
Many moons ago, there were riots in DC, because someone had shot Dr. Martin Luther King. We lived in Georgetown (it was not that swanky in the 1960s) so we only smelled smoke and heard sirens, but we did not see the riots.
A few weeks later, we went to the Zoo, then to the movies, where we saw “2001: A Space Odyssey”, and then we went out to dinner at Trader Vics, which was a place so cool they had “cocktails” for kids, essentially a glass of fruit, with ginger ale poured over it all, and one of those little umbrellas. “Tiny Mia Tia”, I think they were called. Anyway, the movie featured the “Open the Pod Bay Door, Please, Hal” scene, which caused quite a discussion, as we kids were young, but we had been read chapters of “I, Robot” as bedtime stories, so the whole family knew Asimov’s Three Laws of Robotics, and were connoisseurs of proper robot behavior.
The punch line was that after a long day we went home to… a new home in the suburbs. White flight, personified. While we were out having fun, movers packed everything, got it out to the new place in Rockville, MD, unpacked it all, and somehow got stuff in generally correct places in the new home layout. Dad was clearly a logistical planning genius. Anyway, as we drove up, and were told “surprise - here’s your new house with a big treehouse-sized tree out back”, Dad repeated the “Open The Pod Bay Door, Hal”, line, and pushed the button on a remote that he had hidden in his pocket The garage door opened electrically, and we were very impressed.