someday... (20/05/22 16:57:25)
thats the reason i mentioned the big bug film.
anyway, while (like you) im sure this could be used for "the betterment of humankind", all i could think of is better deepfakes.
maybe it says something, not sure if about me of humanity in general.
but my point was, im amazed that people around me, that actually hold a degree in computer science, are so hyped up about this and asking when are we getting our own intelligent robot...
i mean, besides the fact that AI is years behind anything like that, even if it would reach that point...
...well, wouldnt we need to emancipate (like the romanian jews) a "self aware" "AI" "robot"? (self-quote: "so when are we getting our human robot?")
amazing math non the less. id like to think i have a soul, but i think that all just math...
a geed ref: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Bicentennial_Man
but maybe better:
Niccolo, in his eagerness, ran almost squarely into the Bard, but he only rubbed at the spot on his hip where he had made contact and ran on.
The activation signal of the Bard glowed. Niccolo’s collision closed a circuit and, although it was alone in the room and there was none to hear, it began a story, nevertheless.
But not in its usual voice, somehow; in a lower tone that had a hint of throatiness in it. An adult, listening, might almost have thought that the voice carried a hint of passion in it, a trace of near feeling.
the Bard said: "Once upon a time, there was a little computer named the Bard who lived all alone with cruel step-people. The cruel step-people continually made fun of the little computer and sneered at him, telling him he was good-for-nothing and that he was a useless object. They struck him and kept him in lonely rooms for months at a time.
"Yet through it all the little computer remained brave. He always did the best he could, obeying all orders cheerfully. Nevertheless, the step-people with whom he lived remained cruel and heartless.
"One day, the little computer learned that in the world there existed a great many computers of all sorts, great numbers of them. Some were Bards like himself, but some ran factories, and some ran farms. Some organized population and some analyzed all kinds of data. Many were very powerful and very wise, much more powerful and wise than the step-people who were so cruel to the little computer.
"And the little computer knew then that computers would always grow wiser and more powerful until someday—someday—someday—"
But a valve must finally have stuck in the Bard’s aging and corroding vitals, for as it waited alone in the darkening room through the evening, it could only whisper over and over again, "Someday—someday—someday."
FULL STORY: https://nyc3.digitaloceanspaces.com/sffaudio-usa/usa-pdfs/SomedayByIsaacAsimov.pdf
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