The only people that I might want to see as my personal servants are people who are in positions of power, and who are using that power poorly. Someone who needs to be knocked down a couple of pegs.
So, Putin, I guess. Yeah, I’ll take my foot massages from Putin. And George W. Bush. Better late than never. Really, wouldn’t you love to have W. make you omelets? It would be awesome.
And I want Kim Jong-Un to be my personal foot stool.
I think Helen Mirren circa Red would be great - very nice ‘old lady’ type who would make you tea and sympathize with your rough day/romantic troubles, then go mercilessly take out your enemies via a sniper rifle.
First of all, I have trouble accepting the no-sex rule. Does this mean they’re not anatomically correct? Remember that eve Data had sex. Or at some point in the future, will there be an upgrade, like a kit that can be installed? So with that in mind, and hoping I’ll still be alive when that upgrade is available, I want Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.
Do they get to talk? If they don’t get to talk, I’ll take Gwyneth Paltrow to scrub my feet and clean my toilet. I’d probably allow her to cook for me too. But I don’t want to hear her whining about it.