Sex with Robots: How Humanity Is Screwing Itself...Basically, you've become The Borg.
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http://pespmc1.vub.ac.be/books/IntroCyb.pdf
http://www.pangaro.com/NOFO/NOFO2002r-v8d.pdf
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And it's only 2009. Cheer up. It gets a whole lot deeper soon. Everyone will know literally everything about you. And resistance is worse than futile; it will be cleansed. Sometime this century -- likely sooner than later -- the trend lines of human vanity, self-indulgence, quest for personal perfection and general laziness will cross with those of computer processing power, machine dexterity, smart search, molecular manipulation and sensor acuity.
The inevitable result: human-robot convergence, the end of us as we knew us. Say konnichiwa to your successor: Hubot Roboman.
The good news: you get infinite orgasms out of the deal.
Is this how Skynet will spawn the Terminators? Is it Ray Kurzweil's Singularity? Hans Moravec's Mind-Children? The solution to the Fermi-Hart Paradox? Yeah, that's right. And a whole bunch more. This is the quest for the algorithm of soul.
Socially connected
When President Obama speaks of the Smart Grid, he means that we aspire to create an interactive network of power utilities that is cleverly managed through the flow of information about capacity, supply, demand and environmental impact. It's an essential undertaking, to be sure.
But the truly Intelligent Grid is already up and you're using it now. It's the Telepresent Internet, where updated information on nearly everything is online everywhere all the time. And, in fact, the shifting usage patterns for power that constitute demand on the energy grid will probably bubble up directly from this Telepresent Internet.
Telepresence means the ability to virtually be where you actually aren't. You've done it all your life, since that first time you got on the phone with grandma.
Now that connectivity has exploded and slipped its noose of copper cable, it freely prowls the wireless world. So even as you read this, you are carrying on perhaps a dozen time-shifted interactions and conversations with others via e-mail; you're clicking links; you're searching names and terms. You're accessing the Wisdom Base of All Humanity without moving much more than your fingers.
To prosper in this culture of immersive, always-on telepresence, you -- or your portable bandolier of technology -- have got to be really good at selectively sucking and synthesizing a staggering amount of information. Thus you upgrade your rig every couple of years. You're already paying per month to access that growing cloud of stuff you care about. And you've become a slave to charging batteries and synchronizing platforms. You're already adorned in wearable devices. Next step for you: implanted ones. Our very human need to "always be on top of things" powerfully pushes us in the direction of robotic enhancement. It's precisely what drove your grandparents to buy that first TV.
This would be a good time to watch a video about all this. Then let's talk about sex ...
Our robots: ourselves
We poke fun at Apple Computer co-founder Steve Wozniak on his Segway. But we forget that inventor Dean Kamen's team was originally on a quest to bring eye-level mobility and independent living to people who do not have use of their legs. Thus, Segway's DNA came from the successful IBOT. Indeed, years before Segway, Kamen's first invention, the AutoSyringe, robotically delivered a metered dose of insulin or other therapeutic medications into a patient's IV drip. As technologies gain finesse they enter the realm of biology. The more helpful they become, the more insidious they must grow to be.
But whether a personal robotic innovation is considered an invasion, or an enhancement, is in the mind's eye of the user.
Sex with robots
Yes. Of course we will. Some of us do now. We call them vibrators.
One step up is the implanted spinal cord stimulator: It's been reported since 2004 that a device originally designed for chronic pain control and urinary issues can stimulate orgasm in women -- even individuals who thought they'd lost the ability to have them. The appliance is no bigger than a pacemaker, can be wired into a woman's lower back in a physician's office under local anesthetic, is FDA approved (for "bladder problems"), and can be run by remote control. Ask your doctor.
Will you be prepared when she asks you to trigger this device over the Internet in a loving act of telepresent titillation? What happens when this "Orgasmatron" is triggered by intelligent software, in tandem with some fairly straightforward force-feedback actuators, and both are driven by, similarly simple, biometric sensors under some rather rudimentary fuzzy logic?
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There are cells in the heart that conducts electricity. They are called pacemaker cells. They're "auto regulating" causing the heart to beat. But there are pathways that do control the heart externally.
humanbatteries911 2 years ago
I'm sure they are definitely going in the direction you mention. Hopefully, they'll never be able to get there.
I read most of a book years ago called "The Heartmath Solution." According to the book, the brain does not ultimately control the heart. I don't know how scientifically verifiable the thesis was, but I'd be interested to know what you think about it.
Good video.
EvilUSAandthe911Lie 2 years ago
wow!
jakluk4 2 years ago
vitrohype yer daft as a brush m8
akastuntfish 2 years ago