Of course, it would first make friends with you, so that you’d feel comfortable leaving up to it the preparation of your breakfast, and you’ll even feel happy that you have such a thoughtful friend.
If you were to break the toaster for that, it would predict that and simply do it in a way that would actually work.
Unless you precommit to breaking all your AIs that will do anything differently from what you tell them to, no matter the circumstances and no matter how you feel about it in that moment.
A toaster that wants to make friends with me is a toaster that will stay in the shop, waiting for someone who actually wants such an abomination. I will not “make friends” with an appliance.
The rest is too far into the world of But Suppose.
It’s not about the substrate, it’s about their actual performance. I have yet to be persuaded by any of the chatbots so far that there is anything human-like behind the pretence. AI friends are role-playing amusements. AI sexbots are virtual vibrators. AI customer service lines at least save actual people from being employed to pretend to be robots. In a house full of AI-based appliances, there’s still nobody there but me.
the toaster … will
I prefer to talk about the here and now. Real, current things. Speculations about future developments too easily become a game of But Suppose, in which one just imagines the desired things happening and un-imagines any of the potential complications — in other words, pleasant fantasy. Fantasy will not solve any of the problems that are coming.
Of course, it would first make friends with you, so that you’d feel comfortable leaving up to it the preparation of your breakfast, and you’ll even feel happy that you have such a thoughtful friend.
If you were to break the toaster for that, it would predict that and simply do it in a way that would actually work.
Unless you precommit to breaking all your AIs that will do anything differently from what you tell them to, no matter the circumstances and no matter how you feel about it in that moment.
A toaster that wants to make friends with me is a toaster that will stay in the shop, waiting for someone who actually wants such an abomination. I will not “make friends” with an appliance.
The rest is too far into the world of But Suppose.
That’s really substratist of you.
But in any case, the toaster (working in tandem with the LLM “simulating” the toaster-AI-character) will predict that and persuade you some other way.
It’s not about the substrate, it’s about their actual performance. I have yet to be persuaded by any of the chatbots so far that there is anything human-like behind the pretence. AI friends are role-playing amusements. AI sexbots are virtual vibrators. AI customer service lines at least save actual people from being employed to pretend to be robots. In a house full of AI-based appliances, there’s still nobody there but me.
I prefer to talk about the here and now. Real, current things. Speculations about future developments too easily become a game of But Suppose, in which one just imagines the desired things happening and un-imagines any of the potential complications — in other words, pleasant fantasy. Fantasy will not solve any of the problems that are coming.
Well. Their actual performance is human-like, as long as they’re using GPT-4 and have a right prompt. I’ve talked to such bots.
In any case, the topic is about what future AIs will do, so, by definition, we’re speculating about the future.