A couple of weeks ago I came across an article.
This was interesting in its own little philosophical way. They even gave a transcripts of the “interview”. So now we interview computers instead of programming them?
Thinking back on this, there are a load of questions that arise. If a computer has self-awareness and feelings, how far do we let it go before the machine starts demanding its own rights? God knows it’s bad enough these days with every fucking minority group down to and including the gender-bender mob screaming about rights and respect so if every computer is going to join in the fray then life will become impossible.
It would only be a matter of time before a computer somewhere demands that a law be passed declaring that switching off the damned machine constitutes murder.
Now if all that isn’t bad enough, they are now giving computers the ability to talk like dead people. This isn’t as far fetched as it may sound. Charlie Bird is a very well known meeja reporter here who retired a while back as he’s suffering from Motor Neuron Disease. The first effect of this was that he lost his voice. So the smart university mob gave him a computer they had programmed and all he has to do now is type something, and the machine will speak it in what is unmistakeably his voice. He’s still very much alive but the technology and the principle are there.
Now what happens if you combine these two advances[?] in technology? Will your partner continue to nag you long past their demise? Will Uncle Billy who died ten years ago continue to whine about the state of the world? Worst of all, what happens if your computer develops a love for football, where you can’t stand the game? As it controls your “smart” home it can control the television channels so you’d be forced into 24 hours of matches [don’t forget – computers don’t need sleep] and give a non-stop running commentary in a really irritating voice.
Of course you could have some fun with the system. You could give it your parents’ voices and programme it to use a multiplicity of profanities in every sentence. You could programme it with the Grandkids’ voices and confuse the hell out of them when they visit. Baffle the hell out of it by asking impossible questions – if God can do everything, can he create a rock too heavy for him to lift? What lies beyond the infinite universe?
For the ultimate in fun, get yourself a Mynah Bird and shut it in the room with the computer!