I think the sane thing to do is make a machine that hits the button so you can actually use your newfound intelligence. Might need to hit the button a bit before making the machine.
That’s true! You have nothing to worry about. The magic button is not making the button-pushing machine smarter by adding circuits which make it smarter, which enable it to plan, which enable it to communicate. You have nothing to worry about, YOU are getting smarter… you’re getting smarter… you’re getting smarter…
Which goes swell, until you realize that you are instead dealing with an ever complex and gnawing realization you can barely quantify as existential dread in light of the remarkably complex yet dangerous capabilities found in every human present and yet to be conceived on this suddenly constricting mortal plane, exceeded only by the sheer number of permutations which you generously call ‘best case scenarios’ that result in an irrevocable destructive spiral on the fragile biome only loosely labeled by you as “third rock from the sun”.
Being stuck in an existential dread cycle isn’t exactly intelligent. You can logic your way out of it. If you see a demise that you don’t like, there’s no benefit spending what time you have left fretting about the end. Just cross that bridge when you get there and otherwise enjoy life until then, or try to outsmart the situation to avoid it.
I think the sane thing to do is make a machine that hits the button so you can actually use your newfound intelligence. Might need to hit the button a bit before making the machine.
You do this, but plot twist: the button makes the button-pushing machine more intelligent, and it starts to plan your downfall…
Gonna suck for the machine since it’s incapable of movement or doing anything other than pressing the button. No IoT device here.
That’s true! You have nothing to worry about. The magic button is not making the button-pushing machine smarter by adding circuits which make it smarter, which enable it to plan, which enable it to communicate. You have nothing to worry about, YOU are getting smarter… you’re getting smarter… you’re getting smarter…
Which goes swell, until you realize that you are instead dealing with an ever complex and gnawing realization you can barely quantify as existential dread in light of the remarkably complex yet dangerous capabilities found in every human present and yet to be conceived on this suddenly constricting mortal plane, exceeded only by the sheer number of permutations which you generously call ‘best case scenarios’ that result in an irrevocable destructive spiral on the fragile biome only loosely labeled by you as “third rock from the sun”.
Being stuck in an existential dread cycle isn’t exactly intelligent. You can logic your way out of it. If you see a demise that you don’t like, there’s no benefit spending what time you have left fretting about the end. Just cross that bridge when you get there and otherwise enjoy life until then, or try to outsmart the situation to avoid it.