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I, Frankenstein
Chimera monster or not, AI is here to stay.
The printing press was considered by some of the greatest philosophers of Ancient Greece to be the end of the world. To these great sages, the invention of the printing press meant nothing less than the death of all human reason, logic, and creativity.
The proliferation of the written word — books, plays, essays, treatises — would mean the end of truly independent, original thought, they argued. Future philosophers would instead be merely regurgitating an amalgamation of the thoughts, works, and words of others.
Bemoaning the end of humanity, opponents of the printing press were yelling their objections into a whirlwind. They didn’t have the power to stop the printing press from taking over the world, for better or for worse.
No one did.
Once upon a time in America, when bowling was still an extremely popular national pastime, it was someone’s very boring job to sit above the bowling pins and replace them every time they were knocked over. After someone mechanized the process, that job went the way of the dodo.
In a perfect world, newly unemployed pin men would have obtained better, more lucrative employment in the factory making parts for the bowling pin replacer arm machines.