At the risk of sounding naive, I’ll come right out and say it. It completely baffles me that so many people speak of this game as having an emotional toll. How is it possible for words, in a chat window, in the context of a fictional role-play, to have this kind of effect on people? What in god’s name are you people saying to each other in there? I consider myself to be emotionally normal, a fairly empathetic person, etc. I can imagine experiencing disgust at, say, very graphic textual descriptions. There was that one post a few years back that scared some people—I wasn’t viscerally worried by it, but I did understand how some people could be. That’s literally the full extent of strings of text that I can remotely imagine causing distress (barring, say, real world emails about real-world tragedies). How is it possible that some of you are able to be so shocking / shocked in private chat sessions? Do you just have more vivid imaginations than I do?
I think you are underestimating the range of things that are emotionally draining for people. I know some people who find email draining, and that’s not even particularly mentally challenging—I would expect the mental exertion to affect the emotional strain.
I am inclined to agree with your general point; however, I myself have been moved to utter emotional devastation by works of fiction in the past. I’m talking real depression induced by reading a book. So I can imagine ways of hacking humans emotionally. I just have trouble imagining doing it in two hours to someone who is trying to be vigilant against such attacks.
What in god’s name are you people saying to each other in there?
I laughed out loud in an environment where that loud laughter was not very appropriate. And it was worth it. Thank you.
You summarized my feelings on this game better than I could have. I’m not compelled at all by the examples given in the responses to your comment up to this point (i.e. email, mortality and effective fiction can be emotionally draining), and I’d be interested in hearing someone else weigh in on why this AI Box experiment is so emotional and pyschologically powerful for some people?
You don’t realize that the majority of winning strategies for this experiment between strong players is to find personal information about the gatekeeper and use it in your attack against him—this is why ethics are discussed constantly and emotional tolls are exacted : you need to break the gatekeeper emotionally to win this game.
I myself held this position until I, quite recently as a matter of fact, read some fiction which tipped off an existential crisis, putting me on the verge of a panic attack.
Since then, I am more wary of dangerous ideas.
Ignorance might be bliss, but wisdom is gathered by those who survive their youth.
I am very interested in what fiction that was. I have experienced the same thing myself once, when I was 13 and read 1984 for the first time. It took me hours to recover and days to recover fully. I know you didn´t want to tell before, but if you have changed your mind, please do. I don´t judge anyone and I don´t think many others will either.
I don’t want to mention it directly here, out of embarrassment, if nothing else, but it was a long piece, the ending of which features the immortal An-/Pro-tagonist giving up on the universe, and committing suicide.
At the risk of sounding naive, I’ll come right out and say it. It completely baffles me that so many people speak of this game as having an emotional toll. How is it possible for words, in a chat window, in the context of a fictional role-play, to have this kind of effect on people? What in god’s name are you people saying to each other in there? I consider myself to be emotionally normal, a fairly empathetic person, etc. I can imagine experiencing disgust at, say, very graphic textual descriptions. There was that one post a few years back that scared some people—I wasn’t viscerally worried by it, but I did understand how some people could be. That’s literally the full extent of strings of text that I can remotely imagine causing distress (barring, say, real world emails about real-world tragedies). How is it possible that some of you are able to be so shocking / shocked in private chat sessions? Do you just have more vivid imaginations than I do?
I think you are underestimating the range of things that are emotionally draining for people. I know some people who find email draining, and that’s not even particularly mentally challenging—I would expect the mental exertion to affect the emotional strain.
I am inclined to agree with your general point; however, I myself have been moved to utter emotional devastation by works of fiction in the past. I’m talking real depression induced by reading a book. So I can imagine ways of hacking humans emotionally. I just have trouble imagining doing it in two hours to someone who is trying to be vigilant against such attacks.
How do you feel about dying some day? Do you think it would bring up some emotions in you if someone pushes you to think thought about that topic.
Pushing someone into his ugh fields can be emotionally draining.
I laughed out loud in an environment where that loud laughter was not very appropriate. And it was worth it. Thank you.
You summarized my feelings on this game better than I could have. I’m not compelled at all by the examples given in the responses to your comment up to this point (i.e. email, mortality and effective fiction can be emotionally draining), and I’d be interested in hearing someone else weigh in on why this AI Box experiment is so emotional and pyschologically powerful for some people?
You don’t realize that the majority of winning strategies for this experiment between strong players is to find personal information about the gatekeeper and use it in your attack against him—this is why ethics are discussed constantly and emotional tolls are exacted : you need to break the gatekeeper emotionally to win this game.
Ok. I mean I’m fairly sure I did that at least once.
https://www.evernote.com/shard/s138/sh/e59e45f0-6f5e-df08-e225-4cdf804cd58d/531c325084d8d7f815658e1889c64e8e
I myself held this position until I, quite recently as a matter of fact, read some fiction which tipped off an existential crisis, putting me on the verge of a panic attack. Since then, I am more wary of dangerous ideas.
Ignorance might be bliss, but wisdom is gathered by those who survive their youth.
I have had many attacks. I survived them all.
I am very interested in what fiction that was. I have experienced the same thing myself once, when I was 13 and read 1984 for the first time. It took me hours to recover and days to recover fully. I know you didn´t want to tell before, but if you have changed your mind, please do. I don´t judge anyone and I don´t think many others will either.
I have to ask: what was the fiction?
I don’t want to mention it directly here, out of embarrassment, if nothing else, but it was a long piece, the ending of which features the immortal An-/Pro-tagonist giving up on the universe, and committing suicide.