In AA, they are coming out with a new addition of the Big book, using modern language, because apparently people are having a difficult time understanding language used in the 1940s.
For example, Bill W speaks about being trapped or surrounded by quicksand. Apparently, nobody today understands quicksand. So they remove the word quicksand.
I'm 44, and this makes me feel like an old man yelling at clouds.
In the novel The Sparrow by Mary Doria Russell, after the Pope remarks that the aliens involved are "other children of God", I had the thought that perhaps when humans create AI robots, the Pope might consider these robots to be grandchildren of God.
I'm not trying to drag religion into this, despite my obviously doing so on the surface.
I am trying to see where certain flexibilities might be found, since there seems to be some flexibility on personhood in law.
It started, funny enough, out of seeing the very first Doctor who episode from the 1960s, where the doctor and crew land on prehistoric Earth and primitive man is having trouble making fire, and the doctor has to figure a way on how to encourage humans to create fire on their own.
My own deal evolved from there into I should always probably have a lighter in case I need to light something of flame, not in a pyromaniac way, but in the way of, "does anybody have a lighter?" Type of way. Somebody leaving to light a candle, start a campfire, need to light a smoke, whatever.
Or even to melt the ends of a nylon rope to hedge against unraveling.
This has oddly come in handy more often than one would think.
This reminds me of a small but fond memory of mine. One of my friends in high school, up from elementary, was slightly a troublemaker. But not terribly so. One day, we found ourselves sitting at the same lunch table. He occasionally smoked, I did not (I still don't). This meant that he had a lighter and I at the time did not (I now carry a lighter with me at all times for unrelated reasons).
He made a comment about how good orange peels smelled when you burned them. I leaned into this comment with curiosity and personal ignorance on the matter.
He said yeah and then looked around made the shush shush signal and leaned in, and invited me to do the same. He took an orange peel and brushed it across his opened lighter flame. Nobody caught us, and I smelled firsthand What he was talking about. Nobody got into trouble over this innocent demonstration. But for sure as hell you would have gone into trouble for this uncensioned demonstration of fire usage.
The first I heard of this book was when I read “WWW: Wake” by Robert J. Sawyer, which regards an emergent global AI out of the Internet. “WWW: Wake” also tries to demonstrate the emergent global AI's development into having a bicameral mind through China temporarily severing their [post global AI emergence] Internet from the rest of the world.
With today's technology, how might this translate into a functioning 1980s Dick Tracy Watch -- the upgraded version from the original "radio watch" which includes video communication as well.
"But that's just Facetime on your phone but on your wrist."
"What's wrong with current smart watches?"
You still need a smartphone on or near your person. Maybe sometimes I want to be available for contact without the rest of the dizzle-dazzle in a retrofuturistic manner [flip phones aside].
> Chromebook are basically fancy thin clients that make efficient use of web-based services
This reminds me of Asimov's Multivac home terminals where every user, in the comfort of their home, could dial in a query on their computer terminal and the massive infrastructure which is the continental-sized Multivac computer will respond with an answer.
> To me, computers used to be fun when you commanded them what to do, they did it, then they prompted you for another command.
This is a good portion of why I switched to Linux full time over 10 years ago.
My computer does what I tell it to do, when I tell it to do it, as I tell it to do it. I fuck up? It's my fault and I know it and I have to fix it myself.
I've been waiting to see this type of thing since reading Larry Niven scifi stories involving his transport booth technology. A transporter booth on every street corner type of thing [think "phone booth" in 1970s Superman days].
In a particular one, a journalist is compelled to investigate, write, and publish a story regarding some implications of this transport booth technology in order to help "clear his name" of some possible legal charges. In one scene, the guy is walking down a few streets crowded with new "temp" housing and shops and micro-industry and foot traffic where there once would have been nothing but vehicle traffic and empty parking spots and delivery-only zones and such. "These folks have caught on quicker than the rest of us", the guy considers.
IRL with dead malls laying around for ~30 years, every time I've passed by I've had similar marbles rolling around in my head.
For example, Bill W speaks about being trapped or surrounded by quicksand. Apparently, nobody today understands quicksand. So they remove the word quicksand.
I'm 44, and this makes me feel like an old man yelling at clouds.