I'm getting sick of AI trying to anticipate me when it can't. Screwing up my browsers with ("not responding") delays. Forcing duplications of messaging and responses too often. And so on, making my on-line experience increasingly miserable. It's tyrannical, anarchic, and it just isn't human! Or, rather, more likely, it's just too human for me!
In the Popeye comics long ago there was a creature around called "jeep"! It tried to do everything for humans, just like the robots in 'I Robot', the Collosus in the 'Collosus: The Forbin Project', the police robot in 'The Day the Earth Stood Still', the ID computer in 'Forbidden Planet', 'HAL', and more AI systematic 'Big Brothers'. It can get almighty tiresome!
It's Space Age stuff but where is our birth, our breakout, our expansion, to the Space Frontier of that Space Age?! We have the limbs, the organs, the energies, the complex structures and infrastructure and reaches, the needs and wants for Space Age birth, but the Space Frontier itself is on the other side of an Iron Curtain chastity-like belt until we are perfected humans (perfected life) in this womb world, or nest, of Earth! In here, AI is an increasingly malignant deformation of life, not an increasingly benign Space Frontier and Space Age symbiosis. The child of human life on Earth, overall life itself in its due time of birthing out, breaking out, expanding out, is headed for perfection alright! Perfection of the wrong kind . . . the absolute worst kind possible!
In the Popeye comics long ago there was a creature around called "jeep"! It tried to do everything for humans, just like the robots in 'I Robot', the Collosus in the 'Collosus: The Forbin Project', the police robot in 'The Day the Earth Stood Still', the ID computer in 'Forbidden Planet', 'HAL', and more AI systematic 'Big Brothers'. It can get almighty tiresome!
It's Space Age stuff but where is our birth, our breakout, our expansion, to the Space Frontier of that Space Age?! We have the limbs, the organs, the energies, the complex structures and infrastructure and reaches, the needs and wants for Space Age birth, but the Space Frontier itself is on the other side of an Iron Curtain chastity-like belt until we are perfected humans (perfected life) in this womb world, or nest, of Earth! In here, AI is an increasingly malignant deformation of life, not an increasingly benign Space Frontier and Space Age symbiosis. The child of human life on Earth, overall life itself in its due time of birthing out, breaking out, expanding out, is headed for perfection alright! Perfection of the wrong kind . . . the absolute worst kind possible!
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