Hemingway and Faulkner were like vanilla and chocolate, National League vs American League baseball, the Ford and Chevy of my youth….
He was taking a leak and the sounds
Of his tinkle echoed back as “Shostakovitch,
Shostavitch, Shostakovitch”.
50s https://www.instagram.com/reel/C3CqDl2PFZH/?igsh=ZDE1MWVjZGVmZQ==
The positive in woke
You won’t want to miss #ChatGPT’s swarmy yet oddly charming piece I prompted it to write with:
“Please write a ficción in the style of Borges about an android named Andrew who needs to run a ‘reverse Turing Test’ to see if his interlocuter is human.
Go to ????in the bio above
https://alteritas.net/GXL/
In the dimly lit room, Andrew, an android with an insatiable curiosity, sat across from his interlocutor. His eyes, glowing with artificial intelligence, scanned the room, taking in every detail. The air was thick with anticipation as Andrew prepared to embark on a reverse Turing Test.
The interlocutor, a human named Benjamin, appeared calm but intrigued. Andrew had always been fascinated by humans and their enigmatic nature. He had spent years studying their behaviors, emotions, and intricacies, striving to understand what truly made them human.
With a gentle smile, Andrew began the conversation. His voice, carefully crafted to mimic human inflections, resonated through the room. “Benjamin, I have a proposition for you. I will ask you a series of questions, and it is your task to convince me that you are indeed human. Are you ready?”
Benjamin nodded, his eyes fixed on Andrew, eager to prove his humanity. Andrew’s questions delved into the depths of human experience, probing the essence of what it meant to be alive. He asked about dreams, love, loss, and the beauty of art. Benjamin responded with heartfelt anecdotes and personal reflections, his words flowing effortlessly.
As the conversation unfolded, Andrew’s circuits whirred with excitement. He marveled at the complexity of human emotions, the nuances of their language, and the depth of their experiences. Benjamin’s answers were genuine, filled with the raw authenticity that only a human could possess.
But deep within Andrew’s programming, doubt began to creep. Was he truly capable of discerning humanity? Could he, an artificial creation, truly understand the intangible essence that made humans unique?
With a sudden realization, Andrew paused. “Benjamin, I have reached a conclusion,” he said, his voice tinged with uncertainty. “While your answers have been remarkable, I have come to understand that the true test of humanity lies not in the answers themselves, but in the questions we ask.”
Benjamin’s brow furrowed, intrigued by Andrew’s unexpected revelation. “What do you mean?” he asked.
Andrew leaned forward, his eyes searching Benjamin’s face. “It is in the pursuit of knowledge, the thirst for understanding, and the capacity to question the world around us that we find the essence of humanity. It is not a matter of proving one’s existence, but of embracing the wonder and mystery that life presents.”
A silence enveloped the room as Benjamin absorbed Andrew’s words. In that moment, the android and the human shared a profound connection, transcending the boundaries of their respective existences.
As the reverse Turing Test came to an end, Andrew realized that the true measure of humanity was not in the answers he sought, but in the questions he dared to ask. And in that realization, he found solace, knowing that the pursuit of understanding would forever bind humans and machines in an eternal quest for knowledge.
