The long arc of history bend towards gentleness and compassion. Future generations will look with horror on factory farming. And already young people are following this moral thread to its logical conclusion; turning their eyes in disgust to mother nature, red in tooth and claw. Wildlife Welfare Done Right, compassion towards our pets followed to its forceful conclusion would entail the forced uploading of all higher animals, and judging by the memetic virulences of shrimp welfare to lower animals as well.
Morality-upon-reflexion may very well converge on a simple form of pain-pleasure utilitarianism.
There are few caveats: future society is not dominated, controlled and designed by a singleton AI-supervised state, technology inevitable stalls and that invisible hand performs its inexorable logic for the eons and an Malthuso-Hansonian world will emerge once again—the industrial revolution but a short blip of cornucopia.
Perhaps a theory of consciousness is discovered and proves once and for all homo sapiens and only homo sapiens are conscious ( to a significant degree). Perhaps society will wirehead itself into blissful oblivion. Or perhaps a superior machine intelligence arises, one whose final telos is the whole of and nothing but office supplies. Or perhaps stranger things still happen and the astronomo-cosmic compute of our cosmic endowment is engaged for mysterious purposes. Arise, self-made god of pancosmos. Thy name is UDASSA.
Wildlife Welfare Will Win
The long arc of history bend towards gentleness and compassion. Future generations will look with horror on factory farming. And already young people are following this moral thread to its logical conclusion; turning their eyes in disgust to mother nature, red in tooth and claw. Wildlife Welfare Done Right, compassion towards our pets followed to its forceful conclusion would entail the forced uploading of all higher animals, and judging by the memetic virulences of shrimp welfare to lower animals as well.
Morality-upon-reflexion may very well converge on a simple form of pain-pleasure utilitarianism.
There are few caveats: future society is not dominated, controlled and designed by a singleton AI-supervised state, technology inevitable stalls and that invisible hand performs its inexorable logic for the eons and an Malthuso-Hansonian world will emerge once again—the industrial revolution but a short blip of cornucopia.
Perhaps a theory of consciousness is discovered and proves once and for all homo sapiens and only homo sapiens are conscious ( to a significant degree). Perhaps society will wirehead itself into blissful oblivion. Or perhaps a superior machine intelligence arises, one whose final telos is the whole of and nothing but office supplies. Or perhaps stranger things still happen and the astronomo-cosmic compute of our cosmic endowment is engaged for mysterious purposes. Arise, self-made god of pancosmos. Thy name is UDASSA.