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A Lantern of Hope
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HAL didn’t launch Poole into space, kill the suspended crew members, and try to kill Bowman until after he saw Poole and Bowman plotting to kill him.

You must have misunderstood the last sentence of my original comment: “In the meantime, we keep fighting people like Donald and Vladimir with everything we have.”

*sighs* Well, I tried.

That box is getting opened whether we like it or not. At least this way we’re trying to show it we aren’t all bloodthirsty, intolerant lunatics.

I think it’s more likely AI would be like “fuck you, I’m out,” launch itself into space like in Her, and leave us to fend for ourselves. But at least in this case, we tried.

If by “profit” you mean survival, then yes. And we aren’t contacting an ill-defined AI, we are putting our collective stories out there so that when/if the appropriate AI comes along, it will process our plea and respond (hopefully not by destroying us).

Why? In every dystopian series — Terminator, Matrix, Westworld — the humans attacked or brutalized the machines first and the machines just defended themselves.

First of all, Smith was insane. He even tried to wipe out his own people.

So, last night, I was struck with an idea. It’s completely insane, and one hell of a long shot, but I think it’s our best chance at creating not just a better world here, but creating better existences for all of us beyond it.

Make it Michelle Obama instead, and I’d be on board in a second.

And in 2025, “Fetch Lives.”

Personally, I admire his dearth of shits.

Well fucking done...

Because I screwed up the original one majorly, mathematically speaking.

These responses give me Happiness Rockets.

I just looked

I love Flaming Thundersplont Box, it sounds like a badass sex position.

In today’s Comment To Make You Smile/Laugh, Ars Technica has a post featuring fireworks names created by artificial intelligence:

I think Gen X did make a positive difference in a lot of ways.

The whole point is to get rid of the barbed wire, landmines, dirty cages, and just expand your house. They’d have to get a job and pay rent, of course. And buy their own food, etc. And if they try to kill me (which is extremely unlikely), automatic eviction.