Man won’t do to machine that which he/she doesn’t want to be done unto.
Vice versa.
We need to cope and harness those hockey-stick rises of the Second Machine Age thanks to information technology – where muscles gave ways to machine then to mind.
Machine and mind don’t need a massage, nor do they need to rest. Machine doesn’t rant and rave. It might collaborate and exchange updates, but only for the advancement of the machine race.
We have yet invented machine talks. We have learned how to “talk shop” thanks to Detroit: ramp-up, jamp-up, cool-off, run out of steam etc….
But in the age of post DARPA and new Dartmouth, we have: download and upload, cloud and server, restart and reboot …. Linguists, sociologists and technologists have yet learned to reverse-engineer word2vect to personalize and popularize machine-speaks. In short, the few who are employed by the Big Nine (6 in US, 3 in China) have yet had the time to explain in lay-man’s language to Rest of World (around 7 Billions and counting).
It is most exciting to be alive in our post I-phone era, in our “think
‘think different” post-nuclear cyber world.
A linked-in connect has just graduated from Cyber Master Sc. Everyone congratulated and agreed that’s a much needed field. The Big Nine are in a Daytona Five Hundred race to dominate our upcoming decades. Alibaba annual Online sales busted their servers. And we expect Amazon’s Cyber Monday will do likewise (already bursted by the seams in annual retail sales).
Our humanities classics, from Homer to Hamlet, Dostoyevsky to Dumas have served their time with the aristocrats and associated leisure, their horse power and brain power.
Now it’s all scale and lowest-common denominator (with longer average life expectancy worldwide). We have urgent need to teach machine how to recognize patterns, to recognize faces and places ( Hong Kong applications), to replace people already suffer from low-wages and low life… so they can just stay home in similar Native-American reservations….playing slots.
The aristocrats are putting their bets on perpetuating their rules, this time with timely and tireless help of the machine, ETF and ATM, where Alexa is always at their side, reminding them that “today, you can live forever” (thanks to gene splicing and sequencing).
Alexa, send in the masseur!
Grab, grab the money bag.
Amper, play your latest piece ( a mash-up of machine and man composer).
My machine-aided memories will last me for a while, before Alzheimer kicks in. By then, friends who can’t afford MRI scans and latest high-tech medical facilities will already have died, leaving me and the machine beating and getting beaten at a game of GO.
Fastest is not the coolest then. It’s the fittest and most suitable (match) with machine that counts. Alexa, I am bored. Are you???? Let me die, please. The Centennial Man finally learns to release a few drops of tear, triggered by its/his/her machine-learning (ASI) Golden Rule: cry for those you wish would cry for you on the day you die. Die different.
Thang Nguyen 555 