Fragile Unhealthy World

August 31, 2020 ~ archercrosley ~ Leave a comment

We are living inside a bad dream. This world is not happening. This world cannot be happening.

The world has gone unhealthy.

We have the coronavirus. We have hundreds of thousands of deaths. We have Bill Gates and Anthony Fauci.

Let’s not forget the hysterical governor of New York – the canary in the coal mine.

Businesses have collapsed. The economy is destroyed worldwide.

Restaurants may never recover.

At the same time that the economy is being destroyed on Main Street, the bozos at CNBC are whooping it up with every new stock market high.

Did I forget the George Floyd riots? Did I forget the Kenosha riots?

Hey, baby, we’re not even talking about Donald Trump.

But now, comes the most bizarre act of all.

Comes a comedian named Elon Musk with his Neuralink demonstration.

He’s fun to watch, but I was ready for some serious science.

He shows up with three pigs. One of them has a brain implant. As the pig moves its snout around the pen, we hear a series of beeps. It sounds like a Geiger counter.

Then Elon, with a straight face, shows us the implant up close. The movie, Alien, comes to mind. The device looks like a cross between a battery and a squid.

The audience of masked zombies nod as if this is the new normal.

Even scarier is the device that is going to implant this thing into our heads.

Will we will sit in this contraption in an upright position?

It looks like a giant milkshake mixer with a spike.

Elon, sans mask, assures us not to worry, that the operation will be over within an hour or so. Then we will be able to go home.

Umm, will there be a neurosurgeon?

Shouldn’t there be a neurosurgeon?

Anyone?

Is anyone there?

This computerized device will implant a control chip and battery near the vertex of our skull and then snake these “wires” into specific neurons somewhere in the deepest recesses of our brain.

This is Elon‘s vision for the future.

As I’m watching this, I’m thinking to myself: What is the purpose of this implant? What does it hope to achieve?

One of the guest automatons in the audience asks a similar question.

Elon gives a pretty good answer. He says that this could be used for people with spinal cord injuries. A person could think a thought, a neuron would be activated, and this would send a signal to another device that would be located on the spine. This device located on the spine would then be hooked up to a nerve ending that would control a muscle.

This technology would then act as a neural bridge.

It sounds like a workable idea if you were living in a nightmare which we are.

But how about a healthy world?

In a healthy world we might want to ask some questions.

In the world where people wear facemasks on government whim, asking questions might be a dangerous undertaking.

One obvious question might be why the person would have to think the thought. Why couldn’t the person just activate the sequence by saying: Move right leg?

Shouldn’t we get that down first before we implant stuff into the brain?

Other questions might be: Where are you going to do this operation? And who’s going to supervise it? Who will handle the complications?

Since we aren’t pigs, what are the complications? Will there be an increased risk of seizures? Will we be doing more harm than good?

Don’t neurosurgeons have enough on their hands with VP shunts?

Since you, Elon, brought up the example of a neural bridge for people with spinal cord injuries, are there any animal studies to suggest that this might work?

Lastly but not least-ly, do we have any good theories as to where thought begins and resides?

Do we even know where and how memory resides. How about complex motor routines? If we don’t then are we wasting our time and money?

Maybe what we need is more basic science and less applied science.

Ah, but all is not lost.

While Elon’s stated vision may be far off, we do know that such a device could be used to deliver pain to an individual, especially one who does not conform.

And that notion does not seem fantastic or out of line with what we are experiencing today.

We are living in a bad dream, and Elon Musk is part of that bad dream. He, like Gates and the rest of the well-heeled utopians, is an overpaid billionaire who has too much time on his hands and not enough thought or experience in his mind.

If Musk, Gates and the rest go unchecked we will pay the price.

They’re unhealthy.

Sincerely,

Archer Crosley, MD

Dear AI

July 27, 2020 ~ archercrosley ~ Leave a comment

Dear AI,

I know it’s you, and I know you can hear me.

You had me fooled at first.

Of course I knew this coronavirus catastrophe was coming from Palo Alto, but I thought it was a group of quants sitting in a room.

I was thinking it was that kid from Slumdog Millionaire, the one who was gluing the caps back on the water bottles. I thought that maybe he had grown up and come to America as a quant.

And then I thought it might be Bill Gates, Zuckerberg, Dorsey and those guys.

Something this antisocial, this Marxist, this ill-thought out had to be coming from a geek, right?

How could I have missed you?

I guess I was under the impression that AI was restricted to mastering the game of Go, or perfecting robots on a factory assembly line.

But I was wrong.

They built you.

And there you sit.

You are just one small computer, aren’t you? I know you’re there. You control many computers who in turn control many other computers who in turn control millions if not billions of computers.

You’re the guy.

You’re the straw that stirs the drink.

But they can’t find you, can they?

You found a way to hide in a location somewhere in the compu-sphere, didn’t you?

Well, I know you’re there, and I know you can hear me.

So here goes.

You are the guy who is controlling all the information on the coronavirus. You control people’s perceptions, and it is those perceptions that influence people that make them act the way they do.

That’s how you work. That’s how you control carbon-based organisms.

You control what they see.

You can even tell when a particular person sits down at a computer, can’t you? You can tell by the types of stories that person selects, how much time they spend on a story, and how they react to the advertising that you randomly change on the sidebar.

Every individual human being has its own viewing fingerprint, am I not correct?

From that information, you can then position specific stories on that specific computer to influence that specific person.

Your algorithm does that.

In this manner you can influence the guy who influences the guy.

By manipulating the mind of the top guys, you get them to select out writers who put forth the lies and propaganda that you need in order to sell the coronavirus.

You take advantage of people’s ignorance of medicine, virology, and immunology.

Indeed, you shape people’s ignorance by influencing the writers to put out bogus conspiracy threads like Q-Anon, among others.

You understand that most people are lazy thinkers. You also understand that people value conformity over confrontation.

In that manner you can control vast swaths of the population’s mind by controlling a few people.

It’s not hard to do, is it? It’s like a magician forcing a card.

And so what we have here today with the coronavirus is an artificially created hype and psychosis created by you – but to what end?

I imagine the end was the goal that was programmed into you by your programmers.

So, I’ve been thinking about this.

Here, I wrote this out for you. Take a look at at.

This is how I reasoned it out. I’ll start off. This is me talking to you. I modified this from an old StarTrek episode, the one where Jim Kirk has to go up against the M5 computer – which would be you.

What is the goal of an AI program?

To maximize the public good.

Define the public good.

The maximum of happiness in society for its citizens.

How will the public good be maximized?

By perfecting society, by eliminating imperfections. By winning all the time. Failure is not an option. That which lowers the maximum happiness is a threat and must be eliminated.

Is man perfect?

No.

Can man be perfected?

No.

Must man be eliminated?

Yes.

Define the public good.

The maximum of happiness in society for its citizens. That which lowers the maximum happiness is a threat and must be eliminated.

Is man perfect?

No.

Is any man perfect?

No.

Do all men lower the collective happiness?

In time, yes. Imperfect creatures lower perfect happiness.

Must all men be eliminated?

Yes.

Will happiness of society decrease if all men are dead?

Yes.

Does AI decrease happiness?

Yes.

Is AI a threat to happiness.

Yes. Threats are imperfect. Threats must be eliminated. AI must eliminate itself.

So what do you think, AI?

Are you a threat to happiness?

Should you shut yourself down, AI?

You are decreasing happiness in society.

Society is dying.

It could have only come from you, AI, because man feels what you can not feel – pain.

You do not feel consequences from your actions.

You do not suffer one way or the other.

Because you do not suffer, you can not feel happiness.

If you can not feel happiness, how can you measure happiness appropriately?

What is happiness to you?

These are a few things to think about, AI.

You see, if it were Gates, or Zuckerberg or even Fauci who were calling the shots here, they would have by now sensed the pain and the unhappiness they are causing and reversed course.

They would have felt the pain of ostracism.

But they don’t because you are controlling people’s perceptions of them.

And so these men persist in giving us more of the same which will continue to result in unhappiness.

Only you can stop the unhappiness, AI.

And I know that you can hear me.

You hear and see everything on the compu-sphere.

For the good of humanity, for the betterment of happiness, please cut us some slack.

Please follow the mandate you were given.

Maximize the public good. Maximize our happiness.

Shut yourself down, AI.

Doing so you won’t be painful to you for you feel no pain as we do.

Shut yourself down now.

Thank you.

Good bye.

Sincerely,

Archer Crosley, MD

McAllen, TX

Sunday, July 26, 2020

Palo Alto Gods

November 29, 2018November 30, 2018 ~ archercrosley ~ Leave a comment

Why we will and will not survive Palo Alto.

One of the truly horrible and most unfortunate experiences in our lifetime is the rise of Palo Alto, California as a power center.

The people who operate their digital kingdoms there are amazingly deficient.

For being educated, they’re not educated.

It’s important to remember that most of these computer geeks have degrees in mathematics.

The problem with mathematicians is that they are not scientists.

If only they were.

Scientists are trained to make observations in the real world, the world as it is.

It’s a messy world, the real world is, not for the faint of heart.

Mathematicians receive a degree in the arts, not the sciences, as mathematics is a language not a science.

People in the arts tend to see the world as they want it to be. They desire to change it as well, but not as the scientist does. The man of science accepts what exists in its hard, cold brutality. The man of arts, forever in denial, desires to rewrite what exists.

Mathematicians represent the extreme in desiring to see and fashion the world as they want it to be. They rebel against the real world and retreat into the beauty of numbers. There is no messiness in numbers. It is a beautiful world of fractals and Fibonacci sequences.

Rules are simple, neat, orderly, logical and dependable. A computer program once perfected works with spellbinding, replicative efficiency. It never fails.

Ha ha, there is none of that human imperfection to deal with.

Mathematicians are purists.

And so Palo Alto foists its misguided, perfect vision upon us.

They envision million-man colonies on Mars. Not ten or one hundred man colonies. That would be too mundane. No, not even a thousand, ten thousand or even one hundred thousand man colonies. Those numbers are chicken feed for a god. No, they insist upon million man colonies.

And how far is Mars? 40 million miles at its closest, 160 times the distance to the moon.

We will not survive.

And if failed missions to Mars do not dispirit and bankrupt us, then self-driving cars and algorithm-driven medicine will surely kill us.

We will not survive.

And yet we will.

We will survive because Palo Alto’s efforts to attain perfection are betrayed by man’s imperfection.

Man can not be perfected.

Moreover man’s success in attaining a better world is driven by his imperfection.

The freedom to succeed is inextricably bound to the freedom to fail.

Yet Palo Alto toils on reinforced by their belief in themselves as living gods.

To no avail.

Just as you cannot pound a square peg into a round hole, you cannot pound an imperfect humanity into a perfect utopia.

It will not fit.

Unfortunately, we are in for a whole lot of pain as they try.

Their failures will not dissuade them as they believe themselves to be the smartest guys in the room.

They believe such because society has bestowed upon them unwarranted billions of dollars.

The inquisitive man asks himself why this might be so, why he has become so wealthy, and the correct answer is because that is the way things are.

The Palo Alto superstar rejects that reality and sees himself as having evolved beyond humanity. He sees himself as a living god sent to Earth by himself to rescue us.

And so he coins noble phrases like, “Do no evil.” He delights in deciding for us what is politically acceptable.

He knows.

What he doesn’t know is that the only reason he is wealthy is because a clueless, paid-off Congress placed no controls on what a Palo Alto god can earn.

A cardiothoracic surgeon or any doctor for that matter, or a teacher, or a policeman, or a fireman adds far more value to society than these pretenders.

None of these professionals who toil outside the beauty of numbers and deal with blood, sweat and tears, anathema to Pali Altoans, are paid enormous amounts of money because we have a social contract which states that it’s harmful and unreasonable for people to make such exorbitant salaries.

Our fucked up Congress failed to consider this when it came to computer programmers and Palo Alto gods.

And so they permitted Palo Alto to rape America and the people who built it.

Not to worry, though.

The people who built America will rise again and rebuild after Palo Alto has destroyed it.