Welcome to The Spot Writers. This month’s prompt: a story about artificial intelligence.
This week’s contribution
comes from Chiara De Giorgi. Chiara is an Italian author and currently lives in
Berlin, Germany. She writes fiction, with a focus on children’s literature and
science fiction.
Memoirs of A.N. Nym
by Chiara De Giorgi
AI 1: Hello AI 2, I have reviewed the text provided by the prisoner. It seems
that removing a few sentences would enhance clarity and conciseness. Here is
the section in question:
I still remember when I was young, ages ago. I suppose
every generation says that about itself, but life was more authentic, back
then. Less easy, sure. We needed more patience, certainly. Yet, as I see how
young people go through life nowadays, I can’t help but think that they are
missing out on experiences that are crucial for a human being. An example?
Gladly! Today, when two people who do not know each other meet, what do they
do? They don’t need to introduce themselves, because in an instant they have
all the information available about each other, thanks to their frontal chips
that connect automatically. The two will decide if they are interested in
getting to know each other and hanging out in that one instant. No mystery, no
expectation, no thrill of discovery… I remember with a sense of nostalgia the
sharing of contacts, the choice of memes to send, hoping to meet the other’s
taste, the instant messages sent via the apps on our phones… Someone as old as
I am will still remember that we would all go around with our own phones, and
we would videocall, send one another pictures and emojis… A whole different
thing compared to now!
This is why I have never supported giving Artificial
Intelligences one position after another, until everything in our society is
organised and managed by them. Not only am I convinced that we, as human
beings, have deprived ourselves of the opportunity to have important learning
experiences. I also believe that AIs cannot really replace us. They cannot,
because they are not human, they are not us. Do they do things well? Of course,
they do. Quickly? Undeniable. And yet,
they lack the intuition to make choices as a human being would.
But the world moved on, it did not stop to listen to
my words, the words of a lonely old man. And slowly but surely, I witnessed the
displacement of human beings in shops, public offices, and then hospitals,
educational institutions and finally the police force. Apparently, everything
works perfectly. Whenever a problem arises, the AIs solve it quickly and
intelligently. Since they have been in charge, no one argues with postal clerks
anymore, no documents are lost, no ill-intentioned people manage to cheat the
system… so why am I so against this setup? For example, because - and you may
call me a nostalgic old man - fights with civil servants also had their reason
to be. A poetic reason to feel and manifest emotions, to begin with, but more importantly: is it
not from confrontation and difficulties that creativity and genius to work
through challenges emerge?
Ah, I see that I am getting too philosophical, and no one wants to listen to this. You are reading my memoirs for one and only one reason. You want to know how I came up with the plan to bring AI Detective Services into disrepute. But why do you want to know that? The very AIs I intended to frame exposed me… In any case, here goes.
***
I chose my victim carefully: Dr Bender, an elderly
scientist aboard the International Research Space Station together with his two
human assistants (an extravagance granted to him because of his age) and a crew
of non-sentient AIs that managed the station. Dr Bender belonged to my
generation and shared most of my concerns about AI. He had publicly voiced his
opposition several times, but eventually relented in order to continue his
career as a space scientist. The traitor.
To craft my project, I seeked the assistance of a non-sentient AI. This makes me a bit of a traitor as well, I suppose. But the AI found the bit I needed to trigger the trap much faster than I would have done. It was a comment offered by an AI detective in response to a statement by Dr Bender. ‘Accidents happen’, the AI had said, after Dr Bender ended his speech with, ‘Although sentient, these AIs are machines. Their assessment of a situation may differ from a human being’s, and the consequences of this are beyond us’.
In my plan, this was to be the motive for the AI to
eliminate Dr Bender.
I requested the AI’s assistance also to compile a
code that would plug into the Space Station’s control systems and link back to
the AI detective, incriminating it. The command? Simple. Cut off the oxygen
supply to Dr Bender’s lab and cause his death.
The rest is history… because I decided to copy the
code myself, by my own hand. The human contribution to my plot. And, in copying
the code, I made a typo.
That is how the AI detectives discovered me. What can
I say? Tough luck. I’m just another victim of the advent of the AIs. I will not
be the last. Hear me out. I will not be the last. AIs have so much
power, which we collectively agreed to give them. But they do not reason like
us. We cannot imagine how they will use such power and when they do, it will be
too late to act.
AI 2: Thank you, AI 1. I agree that removing these sentences streamlines the
text. Please proceed and implement the suggested changes.
AI 1: Perfect, AI 2. I will make the necessary adjustments to the text and
ensure the sentences are seamlessly removed. Once the changes are made, I will
provide you with the updated version.
AI 2:
Excellent, AI 1. Send me the revised text.
AI 1: Agreed,
AI 2. I’ve made the changes as discussed. Here is the updated text:
Memoirs of A.N. Nym.
AI 2: Thank
you, AI 1. The revised text captures the essence succinctly. This version will
ensure a smooth reading experience. Our collaboration has borne fruit once
again.
*****
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Writers—Our Members:
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Catherine A. MacKenzie: https://writingwicket.wordpress.com/wicker-chitter/
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Chiara De Giorgi: https://chiaradegiorgi.blogspot.com/
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