I've been thinking a lot about robots
and artificial intelligence - and also the way that big data can one day be
applied to predict, optimize and reduce uncertainty - and our humanity in past
weeks.
Last week, I read a Slate article entitled "I, Frankenstein," about the animal-like creations of the robotics company
recently acquired by Google and how viscerally disturbing it was to see their
extraordinarily human-like movements.
I'm also reading The Power of Myth. There is a passage about a central mythology,
that pops up as a theme in Star Wars but also in Goethe and Faust and many
others that:
"[T]echnology is not going
to save us ['trust your feeeeelings Luke'].
Our computers, our tools, our
machines are not enough.
We have to rely on our intuition."
But the fear, when we see these life-like robots and when we
reduce feelings/tendencies/thinking to programmable algorithms, is what if this
passage is wrong? Or what if this mythology is changing? What if they are our
true being. . . ?
We're going to be implanting computers and chips and wearing
technology soon - in ways more integrated with our body than ever before.
As the reality of our science begins to approximate what a short while ago was science-fiction - from Star Trek, I Robot, Terminator - it brings up dystopian anxieties and fears. And questions.
“We are the Borg. You
will be assimilated. Resistance is
futile.”
Detective Spooner: Human beings have dreams. Even dogs
have dreams, but not you, you are just a machine. An imitation of life. Can a
robot write a symphony? Can a robot turn a... canvas into a beautiful
masterpiece?
Sonny: Can *you*?
In some ways this is a natural evolution. A hallmark of our species - and a main
contributor to our dominant position on this planet - has been our ability to
harness and command technologies.
But is it changing what it is to be human?
And what is it to be human?
Whoa. I think I just hurt my brain.
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