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Download Your Brain
Nicholas Roussos writes "Futurologist Dr. Ian Pearson predicts that death will be avoidable in the year 2050 by downloading your brain to a computer. Unfortunately, he is also predicting that the process will be only available to the wealthy for years after its release. I guess we should all start saving our pennies now."
...to the blue screen of death.
The simple truth is that interstellar distances will not fit into the human imagination
- Douglas Adams
Oh yay, so Bill Gates gets to be immortal as well as evil.
"What are we going to do this millenium, Bill?"
"Same as we do every millenium, Ballmer..."
...they forgot the -p flag when dumping it, and people will be restored with no moral codes.
Quite. The only benefit might be that you can have arguments with yourself before you die, which would be quite cool.
This is just for the vainglorious.
You'd be suprised. When I died a few years ago I had this done, and it's been great fun. It was either this or getting frozen. I'm just waiting for someone to screw up and download me, and I'm home free. That's where the money will be. Allowing the rich people to take over a younger person's body.
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Until computers can smoke joints and get a buzz, drink beer and get a buzz, and have orgasms, I won't consider it "living".
In other news, a new "smart bomb" that kills the very rich without harming the poor has been discovered... they call it an EMP.
-1 Uncomfortable Truth
If I go into a teleporter, do 'I' come out the other end?
Well, until someone invents a person-capable teleportation device, i think the answer is No.
#!/usr/bin/english
"I haven't lost my mind; I'm sure it's backed up on tape somewhere."
"Prepare for the worst - hope for the best."
Just don't become a Mathologist, because 50 - 5 = 45, not 75.
what sig?
"It would be most interesting to impress your memory engrams on a computer, doctor. The resulting torrential flood of illogic would be most entertaining."
--Spock, to Dr. McCoy, in "The Ultimate Computer"
Toaster: Would you like some toast?
...
...
Lister: Mm-mm.
Toaster: Some nice hot crisp brown buttered toast?
Lister: Mm-mm.
Toaster: You don't want any toast then?
Lister: No.
Toaster: What about a muffin?
Lister: Nothing.
Toaster: You know the last time you had toast? 18 days ago. 11:36,
Tuesday the 3rd. Two rounds.
Lister: Ssshhh!
Toaster: I mean, what's the point of buying a toaster with artificial intelligence if you don't like toast?
Lister: I do like toast!
Toaster: I mean, this is my job! This is cruel, just cruel.
Lister: Look, I'm busy.
Toaster: Oh, you're not busy eating toast, are you?
Lister: I don't want any!
Toaster: I mean, the whole purpose of my existence is to serve you with hot, buttered, scrummy toast. If you don't want any, then my existence is meaningless.
Lister: Good.
Toaster: I toast, therefore I am.
Lister: Will you shut up?
[He goes back to sniffing his way through the book. Rimmer enters.]
Lister: Rimmer, there's nothing out there, you know. There's nobody out there. No alien monsters, no Zargon warships, no beautiful blondes with beehive hairdos who say `Show me some more of this Earth thing called kissing'. There's just you, me, the cat, and a lot of floating smegging
rocks. That's it. Finito.
Rimmer: Lister, if there's no one out there, what's the point in existence? Why are we here?
Toaster: Beats me. Do you want some toast?
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Yes.
The Tao of math: The numbers you can count are not the real numbers.
And label yourself "stephen_hawking.torrent".
..will I run linux? Can I run a beowulf cluster of me?
Progressivism (aka US 'Liberalism'): Ideas so good they need a police/surveillance-state to enforce.
It would be funny if they discovered the appendix in fact housed the soul. "And all this time we thought it was relatively useless!"
Brandon Reinhart
Trust me -- this is a road you don't want to go down. Your wife will die in childbirth, your children will be hidden from you, and the guy who used to be your best friend in the world will hack your limbs off. And then, just to rub salt in the wound, he'll tell your son that you're "more machine than man now, twisted and evil." What a prick.