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Are We Searching Google, Or Is Google Searching Us?
An anonymous reader writes "The folks at the Edge have published a short story by George Dyson, Engineer's Dreams. It's a piece that fiction magazines wouldn't publish because it's too technical and technical publications wouldn't print because it's too fictional. It's the story of Google's attempt to map the web turning into something else, something that should interest us. The story contains some interesting observations such as, 'This was the paradox of artificial intelligence: any system simple enough to be understandable will not be complicated enough to behave intelligently; and any system complicated enough to behave intelligently will not be simple enough to understand.' After you read it, you'll be asking the same question the author does — 'Are we searching Google, or is Google searching us?'"
If you're in Russia, Google searches you :)
After you read it, you'll be asking the same question the author does
Do you mean we are supposed to read TFA? Seriously?
Dawkins Revisited: A person is shit's way of making more shit -- Steve Barnett, anthropologist.
Wake me up when it starts teaching the monkeys how to use tools and kill each other. And no Republican jokes, either.
Is Google searching Google some sort of self-discovery process?
We used to have a Bill of Rights. Now, with the rights gone, all we have left is the bill.
It's a bit outlandish to think that just because a program is constantly watching and processing inputs that it is somehow sentient.
Proof: Any average couch potatoe watching TV 24/7. Constantly watching, (presumably) constantly processing, but no sentience can be identified in it.
Your counterargument being the quality of your TV program? Gee, you know what Google is being fed constantly? See, the proof stands firm!
We used to have a Bill of Rights. Now, with the rights gone, all we have left is the bill.
I guess I'm not the only one who doesn't mind the porn I get offered, just the kind of porn. It's that sick, twisted, perverted and utterly gross kind of porn that comes up with the searches, the kind that I certainly do NOT want. And I'm sure I'm not the only one who thinks like this, so I doubt this could be anyone's favorite kind of porn.
Ya know, the kind that you're supposed to pay for.
We used to have a Bill of Rights. Now, with the rights gone, all we have left is the bill.
Proof: Any average couch potatoe watching TV 24/7
Well hello there, Mr. Vice-President.
Kwisatz Haderach
Sell the spice to CHOAM
This Mahdi took Shaddam's Throne
It's called a baseball bat.
It's official. Most of you are morons.
The real reason is that some of the tubes are bent, and you can't see round corners.
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