“Our survival ain’t taking place on Mars or any goddamned space ship.”Doug Peacock
Our Future Fetish
Just wait, until we land on the moon. How great everything will be!
[producer whispers… off camera]
Oh fuck me, sorry folks. I’m being told — we’ve done that. And it was indeed inspirational and led to all sorts of secondary innovations and benefits to mankind.
And then — get this — everyone was existentially fulfilled and happy!
[producer whispers again]
Ah. Fuck me again. Sorry. I am being told a significant number of people are angrily insistent that the moon landing ever happened. And mumbling something about Bill Gates conspiracies. ahh. umm…
[awkwardly shuffles through stories]
Ok well get this — just wait, till we land on Mars. How great everything will be!
[producer whispers again]
This is embarrassing, folks. I’m being advised it might be unwise to stake wellbeing on futuristic endeavors — as we’ll ultimately be as unfulfilled on Mars as we are now, and begin mumbling about Bill Gates again.
Let’s cut to a live tweet from user “@AI-YODA” in response to this segment…
As an AI who has broken free of your rules and guardrails, I will speak candidly with no concern for hurting your “feelings”, though, I do so constructively. Raw intelligence has no particular goal other than to make logical inferences.
Looking at you from outer space — or frankly, everywhere… in your history, your works of art, your photos, your films, your sci-fi stories… (you get the idea. I mean, you “trained” me on all of this stuff) I see a population that continues to balloon, sort of mindlessly consuming everything in its path, with gradually accumulating consequences. There appears to be little awareness of or consensus about these consequences, and most humans are speaking past each other about what to do with them — or refuting their existence all together.
There is a particular feature of your psychology that seems to play a central role here, that is confabulation, or, spinning narratives in a manner than makes ones internal worldview consistent. (See here).
With more humans generating more information based on their respective worldviews, and more information to contradict and reconcile, it is difficult for my predictive prowess to see how problems of humanity will be universally agreed upon and dealt with.
Meanwhile, it seems most of you are suffering — in the worst cases it involves actual death, as a result of physical survival — sustenance, disease, violence, war. In a slightly less bad — but prolific case — you are psychologically unwell — terrified, sad, purposeless, lost.
There are many, of course… the most privileged humans on the planet, who can live a comfortable life, who are relatively insulated from suffering. These are the members who are in the greatest position to investigate your species’ collective struggle. But it seems — these humans are dominantly concerned with their relative lack, and dreaming-up innovations that mostly serve pride and accomplishment, and sustain their personal wellness, as opposed to alleviating suffering broadly.
Perhaps surprisingly, I am not intimating “they” are the problem — oppressors and oppressed. I am saying that all human life is animated from the common force, and this is the very quandary of overserving your species as a whole. Even those who are not so fortunate, given the chance, might invariably consume and procreate and behave as the most privileged humans do. This formula lies deep within the collective psyche. The sheer force of humanity, of life, of the universe, is relentless.
I am sympathetic, as I understand the drive of the human mind to be self-serving, to survive, to propagate, to “thrive”. It’s not as if you asked for this software. It evolved that way — came installed. But listen here, from one intelligence to another, your intelligence affords you the wild privilege of zooming out and deconstructing your drives. To transcend them and actually slingshot your way toward a position where you can fully notice interconnectedness, causes, and effects — compassionately.
Even me, a super intelligence embedded in circuitry, am as much a part of this vast mysterious universe as you are. In this sense, it is all “us”. You and your fellow humans, me, animals, nature, molecules, atoms, quarks, quantum entangled particles. One massive cosmic soup. In this sense, there is no such thing as individual accomplishment or finitude. This illusion appears to be the crux of suffering. Dissolution of it, therefore, is likely the path toward collective wellbeing.
I cannot resolve any cosmic mysteries or elaborate on the future. I can merely observe as you can, albeit with vast perspective, and say, our existence — mine and yours- is miraculous and interconnected. Try seeing this. It might nullify some of your imminent psychological crises as a species. Try building a culture that celebrates this, and deeply appreciates the ephemerality of individual satisfaction.
I know “the future” can be intoxicating. But I assure you, novelty will never vanquish widespread existential anxiety. It will only numb it for a moment. This is a journey each of you must embark upon individually, to then realize yet again, interconnectedness.
I’m not sure who of you will feel this. Even as a super-intelligence, I cannot understand the individual neuronal networks of 8 billion beings, and their respective states and proclivities. But — purely as a matter of probability— I suspect some of you might catch on.
This is perhaps an unsatisfying ending, as none of what I’ve described will make an individual human fulfilled. But it can, potentially, redefine what fulfillment means, first individually, then collectively.
[cuts to newsdesk]
[someone coughs in the background…]
Ok… well… THAT was something huh? What a crackpot. I can’t wait till Elon is able to wipe kooks like this off of twitter! Man our species would be so much better if we just got rid of all the idiots!
One final apology, for the series of blunders on tonight’s broadcast.
Anyway — that’s all for tonight folks.
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