There’s something deeply, bizarrely, and recursively ironic about this. While I was playing with the 3D Kink BrainImageInstantiator (mock trademark hereby claimed), an exceedingly primitive AI (aka weblog spamming script) landed in Faustus’s post about the future of such tools, and successfully (albeit briefly) hacked a nascent argument about the potential capabilities of AIs by taking three sentence fragments from the previous comment and rearranging them into something that looked superficially plausible to my own primitive high-speed “is this comment human?” Turing-testing algorithms.
Ladies and gentlemen and assorted avatars, please fasten your seatbelts, this is gonna be a long and bumpy ride. And there’s no telling where we might end up.
Meanwhile, back at the dance club, it’s after hours and one of the t-girls (that’s the term the 3D Kink software uses, not mine) has gotten bored and perhaps a little lonely: