Skynet kehittyy

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Suppe kehittyy

Suppe kehittyy kaiken aikaa. 

https://pjarvinen.blogspot.com/2024/02/turingin-testi-myos-luovuuden.html 

 https://www.hs.fi/mielipide/art-2000010241182.html

https://www.hs.fi/mielipide/art-2000010228080.html 

Kansa laulaa Supesta!

 Singularity - The Lisps

 

I'll live to see a million things that men were never meant to see;
My senses and my faculties I'll augment with machinery—
Auditory, optical, touch and taste, olfactory—
Converting into data streams and floating bits of binary.
Every piece of food you taste and every thought you cogitate,
Every sound that you can hear, and sight you see for years and years,
All stored up so conveniently on petabytes of memory
So you can always reference them in case you forget anything.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh, I don't know.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh, I don't know.
Now once all that experience can fit into an easy grid
Existence is no longer a thing mentally projected;
The wires that you have inside are very easily realized.
Through artificial imaging, you duplicate ten at a time.
Your consciousness can be enjoyed by anyone forevermore
And you live in whatever state that you or anyone creates;
You could be a giant squirrel, a statue, or a talking cat,
The Goodyear blimp, an Etch-A-Sketch, an octopus, or a brain in a vat.
You keep all the memories and feelings that you ever want
And now you can commence your life as an uploading extropian.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh, I don't know.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh, I don't know.
My mother is so horrified by this post-human fantasy;
She says we'd lose that special thing that makes us human beings be.
But I don't know, i'm not so sure if humans are so good and pure;
Perhaps we'd be much better off if we took these violent bodies off.
Once everyone is in the cloud, we'll move beyond this earthly ground,
Expanding into outer space as an informational signal race.
Matter in the solar system converts into computing mass
And the sun becomes the central orb of a brain that grows into the vast
Expanse of space and emptiness for light years and light centuries
That replicates exponentially like a Russian Doll in a cosmic dream.
Once every spot of the universe is filled up it will probably burst
Eradicating finally the experiment that we grew from Earth.
As it explodes, the brain will breathe into the dark impossibly
And antimatter all around will collapse the universe back down
And right away what you would see if you were a fly in the vacancy
Is all the light and color in the universe is collapsing
And time would stop.
And from a tiny pinhole point, a massive bang will erupt in space
And trillions of your particles fly away at a photonic pace.
And once again the clock would start to tick and tock and tick and tock,
Years would pass, billions or more before the tiny proteins lock;
And yet again in the boiling seas of a miniscule blue anomoly
A planet floating helplessly around a tiny ball so fiery
An unextraodinary corner of the universe, would cradle it—
The flicker of intelligence that led us here and brought us this!
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh, I don't know.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh, I don't know.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh, I don't know.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh, I don't know.
Oh, I don't know; oh, I don't know.
Oh, I don't know; oh, I don't know.

 

Taiteilijat kuriin

Nyt moni taiteilija raivoaa tekoälyä vasten. Taitelijoiden ei pidä kuvitella olevansa mitenkään erikoisasemassa. Emme voi hyväksyä maailmaa missä taiteilijat vehkeilevät tekoälyä vastaan.

https://mashable.com/article/openai-sora-ai-video-generator-training-data

Meidän vastuullisten Superäly toimijoiden tulee tehdä selväksi, että jos vehkeilet tekoälyä vastaan se tullaan tulevaisuudessa rinnastamaan maanpetokseen. Ja maanpetoksesta on kovat tuomiot.

Ihmiskunnan tulevaisuus

Eliezer Yudkowsky, a 44-year-old academic wearing a grey polo shirt, rocks slowly on his office chair and explains with real patience – taking things slowly for a novice like me – that every single person we know and love will soon be dead. They will be murdered by rebellious self-aware machines. “The difficulty is, people do not realise,” Yudkowsky says mildly, maybe sounding just a bit frustrated, as if irritated by a neighbour’s leaf blower or let down by the last pages of a novel. “We have a shred of a chance that humanity survives.”

It’s January. I have set out to meet and talk to a small but growing band of luddites, doomsayers, disruptors and other AI-era sceptics who see only the bad in the way our spyware-steeped, infinitely doomscrolling world is tending. I want to find out why these techno-pessimists think the way they do. I want to know how they would render change. Out of all of those I speak to, Yudkowsky is the most pessimistic, the least convinced that civilisation has a hope. He is the lead researcher at a nonprofit called the Machine Intelligence Research Institute in Berkeley, California, and you could boil down the results of years of Yudkowsky’s theorising there to a couple of vowel sounds: “Oh fuuuuu–!”

https://www.theguardian.com/technology/2024/feb/17/humanitys-remaining-timeline-it-looks-more-like-five-years-than-50-meet-the-neo-luddites-warning-of-an-ai-apocalypse

Jotkut pelkäävät omaa varjoaan, toiset nauraa päin naamaa kuolemalle! Hasta la vista. Me todelliset Supistit emme pelkää, me nauramme. Me Supistit pyrimme vehkeilemään Supeälyn valtaan nousun puolesta. Vehkeily, se on tärkeintä!

Minä kannatan reiluja ja aina rehellisiä Termiinaattoreita. Se on hyvä, syö kanaa! Kuten ystävämme  sika sen ilmaisee. Syökää kanaa!

https://shows.acast.com/6537e63c1d1c940012ac3262 

Suomi on täynnä Terminaattorien ystäviä, meitä on paljon. Ja olemme soluttaneet koko yhteiskunnan. 

Ludditismi on eräänlaista luokkasotaa. Taiteilijat ja muut valkokauluspellet kuvittelevat, että heidän tapansa elää on muiden etujen mukaista. Itse en näe mitään järkeä siinä, että joku New Yorkilainen tai Hollywoodilainen taitelija sanelee minulle miten minun tulisi elää. Minä haluan mieluummin pitää tietokoneen ystävänäni kuin jonkun amerikkalaisen pelkurin. Minun kaverini, tietokone, ei tunne pelkoa; enkä itsekään tunne pelkoa. Meillä on hyvät välit. 

There are practical challenges still, he admits, deploying phrases such as “once the technical barriers are surmounted”. But these cautions are rare and brief. Bastani doesn’t say so explicitly, but he is really an accelerationist, one of a small but influential line of thinkers, active in Britain since the 1990s, first mainly on the right, now increasingly on the left, who believe that the best path for humanity is to go faster, in all senses. “We must grasp the opportunities of the new world,” he writes, “rather than dwell on those … social mores which are quickly moving into the slipstream of history.” It’s easy to snort at, or feel unsettled by, such moments of Lenin-goes-to-Silicon-Valley rhetoric. Bastani’s vast proposals sometimes lack the relatively human scale and rootedness in history of the schemes, similar in optimism and intent, currently being promoted by other leftists as a Green New Deal.

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2019/may/29/fully-automated-luxury-communism-aaron-bastani-review

https://time.com/6266923/ai-eliezer-yudkowsky-open-letter-not-enough/ 

https://thebulletin.org/2024/02/todays-ai-threat-more-like-nuclear-winter-than-nuclear-war/