What use are people?
Another strange weekend as I desperately search for purpose and meaning in my life..
Suddenly something came to me.
In a world of the future, it may well be that robots do all the manual labour, including digging up roads, loading lorries and driving lorries between destinations. Where other robots unpack and fill shelves, so other robots can pack our food shopping, and another robot deliver it our door.
The furony.com will be that robots can sit in robot created traffic jams, created by robot road diggers, directed by AI robot road scheme erm. robots.
Of course the shopping list itself may even be automated by another robot on the (self defrosting) fridge, which may be so artificially intelligent and linked to my (WiFi) bio monitor sensors, that it actually knows what I want for launch, more than I do.
It could well be that a nations wealth is determined by the super computers that trade money for it and automatically ship physical products, driven by, well yeah why not, robot sailors on robot controlled ships.
At this point, I guess humanity might hope that we throw the concept of money out of the window, and the robots just do what they do, because they can.
If we get to the stage where robots have to compete with each other, it could well be the robot self preservation wars, that David Bowie sang about and Terminator, and a million other movies, portray.
Robots taking over from humans, even to the extent of creating and fighting wars, seems to be a recurring thought/dream/nightmare/concern. May be there is something to it?
Any way. The thing that came to was there is one thing, that as far as I know, no robot or artificial intelligent being can do, that humans can.
Sadly for me as an artist, that doesn’t seem to be “art”. Because after some analysis, it seems that art is merely “choice” done in “context”. And that is something an AI engine can learn to do and grow and become “unique” at.
For me, it is arguable if a robot can have true feelings, rather than reactions. Of course we know so little about humans, that we don’t really know what emotions are, other than complex. We know we can feel depressed for no reason at any point, and have our emotions triggered by seemingly random simple events. Like a smell, or sound, triggering a memory.
Certainly we can program in randomness and very complex trigger equations in to a machine. And make it react in new, and growing, ways.
If define “love” as an “inexplicable dependence on a random party” usually based on initial feelings of lust, I think there is a fairly simple formula for that too. And we can add elements of “needing to feel needed” as well.
But I still don’t know if that is emotion.
But even if it is emotion, other than being a remarkable development, why does it matter?
Why do we need machines to be depressed (or joyous) exactly? Don;t we have enough psychologically disturbed “people” already?
So the thing I concluded in this moment of reflection is the 1 thing that separates me from a machine. And it is the one thing I SELDOM if ever do. Which is possibly partly why I feel like a robot much of the time.
OK so what is this miracle human power?
I think it is to “enjoy living”. The simple pleasure of breathing. Watching clouds and flowers. Interacting with other nice people.
Sure robots can be programmed to react to such events, and we can call it enjoyment and even stick smiles and frowns as facial reactions on the end of their little darling robot heads.
But as humans, we “choose” to enjoy or not to enjoy. We can (and some do) kill themselves. Many of us distract ourselves form enjoying our lives so much, we may as well be robots.
In several inspiring stories I can think of, mankind has done things “because we can”. We want to know what an experience is like.
I can only presume that is because we enjoy that opportunity. And that is largely why we choose to do things or not.
Without the desire to enjoy, is there anything a human can do, that a robot (ultimately) will not be able to do better?
And if we gave robots “free choice”, what reason would they have to work either?
What would happen if a robot wanted to change careers, or move areas for instance?
Or live with a different robot?
Is this all that makes us human? Or it simply that we can ask that question? Apparently not, if BattleStar Galactica is a possible robot reality. They believed that God created humans to serve them.
I’d like to say that I don’t think this robot universe will happen in my lifetime.
But many of the dots are already in place. Much of it is already mapped out in science fiction movies. How weird humans have done that already!
I think the only thing that could stop it, is whether we think we would enjoy it or not.
And also what we do about the robot wars and commerce problems.
So I think that a robot can do everything I can, and probably better. Even just do things because they can. And exercise free choice if we were stupid enough to include it for them.
What I don’t think will happen, is they can “enjoy” those opportunities and feelings.
I think it goes beyond pleasure and pain and randomness and scoring life points.
But if I am wrong, PLEASE do not bother to tell me!
I am happy to know that my sole right as a human is to choose to enjoy something or not. It is free and just a state of mind.
And I am inspired by that thought. That I can merely choose to enjoy my life. Right now!
BTW in case you didn’t know, Google, “the search advert people”, own one of the largest networked super computers on planet Earth.
I’m saying nothing…








