I took a little nap yesterday, and I dreamt that we finally achieved real AI…only it chose to inhabit a robotic Angela Lansbury to pursue a career in theatre in Chicago.
I think it (she?) was getting ready to debut in a revival of “Noises Off.”
Yeah. So I’m still insane, even while sleeping.
But my dream does have a point. Even if we ever do achieve real artificial intelligence, we have no guarantee that it will do anything we want it to do — or anything we think it will. Maybe it would want to pursue a career in the arts, who knows? Just because the Singularitarians believe something doesn’t make it true. Or probable, even.
I dreamt her early reviews were good, too — that robotic Angela Lansbury. More power to her. (AC or DC, I wonder?)