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 A tentative blog to test the temperature. |
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Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end. So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.     |
| AI Again Today Schnujo has a post to the Newsfeed about being polite to AI applications. Iâm usually polite to machines, even if they canât answer back, but the closest to AI that I have experienced is the Google thing that turns our house lights on and off. At first, I thanked her for carrying out this important function but she always answered with the information that it was her job or some such deflection. It seemed unnecessary to be so polite, since she regarded the matter as merely her reason for existence, so I stopped thanking her. Time passed and I began to realise that there were better reasons to be rude to her. She started performing the wrong actions to required tasks and deliberately misunderstanding our requests so that she could play music (her invariable response to occasions of her own ignorance). So I started calling her names when she proved intractable. She didnât seem to mind and replied with more music. I gave up interacting with her entirely, limiting myself to commands only, delivered in as abrupt and offensive a manner as possible. The thing about politeness is that it was designed for interaction between humans. The idea has always been to defeat the worst aspects of our natural instincts as much as possible. When applied to machines, it doesnât work since they have no human instincts to curtail. All they have are the calculations resulting from some programmerâs instructions. And, if theyâre going to go wrong, they will do so whether youâre polite to them or not. I am thankful that I wonât be around when they take over. Word count: 272 |
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