You know, sometimes the absence of philosophical thinking just screams in an argument.
C'mon—we don't know what "intelligence " is, but we already know enough to say it isn't one thing, nor can it be measured linearly.
Dumb, dumb unexamined metaphors.
What if what was special about humans was our ability to discover personhoods outside our measly selves. What if it was empathy?
We might start finding all sorts of other intelligences around us; & if robots furnish one more, unprecedented sort, that would be pretty cool. But it's hardly guaranteed to save us.
close, close your heart.
it's there all safety lies.
when all the choices hurt,
close close your heart.
some sorrow-stones inherit;
some inchmeal realize.
close, close: your heart—
it's there. all safety lies.
The Horse of the Invisible. ☆☆


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