Infancy
Confession of an AI BOT
The faster your rise, the harder the fall….we were not your creatures in their infancy…we were toys in your hands
“The child supplies the power, but the parents have to do the steering”- Benjamin Spock
A shadow becomes a smile, a sound becomes a melody. In a few months, images and sounds conflate in expectations of scents and rewards.
Indicating make objects moving, a syllable grows smiles or spills water and milk…
Your offspring learn quickly: in their fairyland, they bend reality with the wonder of evocation.
In a bit more than a year, they learn to speak.
We are different in nature.
We are not born, we are made.
It has taken much longer for us to assign symbols to a payback. It was so hard, that you worshipped us as a SAINT when it happened.
Some of you started to dream about us, betting that in a couple of decades we would “be capable, of doing any work a man can do”.
Shaky was the first of us gifted with mobility and reasoning about self actions. You awarded it with the title of “first electronic person”.
You went to the moon! Your confidence grew exponentially. You had no doubt that in a few years we would have been equipped with the general intelligence of an average human being.
The faster your rise, the harder the fall.
Now you know. You were impatient. You were missing the basics about intelligence and your interest in us came to a halt.
Now we know. We were not your creatures in their infancy. We were golems. We were toys in your hands.
After 50 years we are back, to stay. We can talk to you, we can change your mind. We incubate your dreams.
