Let’s say you’re about to walk into a room that contains an unknown number of hostile people who possibly have guns. You don’t have much of a choice about which way you’re going, given that the “room” you’re currently in is really more of an active garbage compactor, but you do have a lot of military-grade garbage to pick through. Do you don some armor, grab a knife, or try to assemble a working gun of your own?
Trick question. Given adequate time and resources, you do all three. In this metaphor, the room outside is the future, enemy soldiers are the prospect of a dystopia or other bad end, AGI is the gun (least likely to succeed, given how many moving parts there are and the fact that you’re putting it together from garbage without real tools, but if you get it right it might solve a whole room full of problems very quickly), general sanity-improving stuff is the knife (a simple and reliable way to deal with whatever problem is right in front of you), and cryonics is the armor (so if one of those problems becomes lethally personal before you can solve it, you might be able to get back up and try again).
No. AI isn’t a gun; it’s a bomb. If you don’t know what you’re doing, or even just make a mistake, you blow yourself up. But if it works, you lob it out the door and completly solve your problem.
A poorly put together gun is perfectly capable of crippling the wielder, and most bombs light enough to throw won’t reliably kill everyone in a room, especially a large room. Also, guns are harder to get right than bombs. That’s why, in military history, hand grenades and land mines came first, then muskets, then rifles, instead of just better and better grenades. That’s why the saying is “every Marine is a rifleman” and not “every Marine is a grenadier.”
A well-made Friendly AI would translate human knowledge and intent into precise, mechanical solutions to problems. You just look through the scope and decide when to pull the trigger, then it handles the details of implementation.
Also, you seem to have lost track of the positional aspect of the metaphor. The room outside represents the future; are you planning to stay behind in the garbage compactor?
So start with a quick sweep for functional-looking knives, followed by pieces of armor that look like they’d cover your skull or torso without falling off. No point to armor if it fails to protect you, or hampers your movements enough that you’ll be taking more hits from lost capacity to dodge than the armor can soak up.
If the walls don’t seem to have closed in much by the time you’ve got all that located and equipped, think about the junk you’ve already searched through. Optimistically, you may by this time have located several instances of the same model of gun with only one core problem each, in which case grab all of them and swap parts around (being careful not to drop otherwise good parts into the mud) until you’ve got at least one functional gun. Or, you may not have found anything that looks remotely like it could be converted into a useful approximation of a gun in the time available, in which case forget it and gather up whatever else you think could justify the effort of carrying it on your back.
Extending the metaphor, load-bearing gear is anything that lets you carry more of everything else with less discomfort. By it’s very nature, that kind of thing needs to be fitted individually for best results, so don’t just settle for a backpack or ‘supportive community’ that looks nice at arm’s length but aggravates your spine when you actually try it on, especially if it isn’t adjustable. If you’ve only found one or two useful items anyway, don’t even bother.
Medical supplies would be investments in maintaining your literal health as well as non-crisis-averting skills and resources, so you’re less likely to burn yourself out if one of those problems gets a grazing hit in. You should be especially careful to make sure that medical supplies you’re picking out of the garbage aren’t contaminated somehow.
Finally, a grenade would be any sort of clever political stratagem which could avert a range of related bad ends without much further work on your part, or else blow up in your face.
Let’s say you’re about to walk into a room that contains an unknown number of hostile people who possibly have guns. You don’t have much of a choice about which way you’re going, given that the “room” you’re currently in is really more of an active garbage compactor, but you do have a lot of military-grade garbage to pick through. Do you don some armor, grab a knife, or try to assemble a working gun of your own?
Trick question. Given adequate time and resources, you do all three. In this metaphor, the room outside is the future, enemy soldiers are the prospect of a dystopia or other bad end, AGI is the gun (least likely to succeed, given how many moving parts there are and the fact that you’re putting it together from garbage without real tools, but if you get it right it might solve a whole room full of problems very quickly), general sanity-improving stuff is the knife (a simple and reliable way to deal with whatever problem is right in front of you), and cryonics is the armor (so if one of those problems becomes lethally personal before you can solve it, you might be able to get back up and try again).
No. AI isn’t a gun; it’s a bomb. If you don’t know what you’re doing, or even just make a mistake, you blow yourself up. But if it works, you lob it out the door and completly solve your problem.
A poorly put together gun is perfectly capable of crippling the wielder, and most bombs light enough to throw won’t reliably kill everyone in a room, especially a large room. Also, guns are harder to get right than bombs. That’s why, in military history, hand grenades and land mines came first, then muskets, then rifles, instead of just better and better grenades. That’s why the saying is “every Marine is a rifleman” and not “every Marine is a grenadier.”
A well-made Friendly AI would translate human knowledge and intent into precise, mechanical solutions to problems. You just look through the scope and decide when to pull the trigger, then it handles the details of implementation.
Also, you seem to have lost track of the positional aspect of the metaphor. The room outside represents the future; are you planning to stay behind in the garbage compactor?
That’s the iffy part.
So start with a quick sweep for functional-looking knives, followed by pieces of armor that look like they’d cover your skull or torso without falling off. No point to armor if it fails to protect you, or hampers your movements enough that you’ll be taking more hits from lost capacity to dodge than the armor can soak up.
If the walls don’t seem to have closed in much by the time you’ve got all that located and equipped, think about the junk you’ve already searched through. Optimistically, you may by this time have located several instances of the same model of gun with only one core problem each, in which case grab all of them and swap parts around (being careful not to drop otherwise good parts into the mud) until you’ve got at least one functional gun. Or, you may not have found anything that looks remotely like it could be converted into a useful approximation of a gun in the time available, in which case forget it and gather up whatever else you think could justify the effort of carrying it on your back.
Extending the metaphor, load-bearing gear is anything that lets you carry more of everything else with less discomfort. By it’s very nature, that kind of thing needs to be fitted individually for best results, so don’t just settle for a backpack or ‘supportive community’ that looks nice at arm’s length but aggravates your spine when you actually try it on, especially if it isn’t adjustable. If you’ve only found one or two useful items anyway, don’t even bother.
Medical supplies would be investments in maintaining your literal health as well as non-crisis-averting skills and resources, so you’re less likely to burn yourself out if one of those problems gets a grazing hit in. You should be especially careful to make sure that medical supplies you’re picking out of the garbage aren’t contaminated somehow.
Finally, a grenade would be any sort of clever political stratagem which could avert a range of related bad ends without much further work on your part, or else blow up in your face.