That was the most difficult headline I've ever had to write, not because it pained me but because distilling the things commenter Rocket wrote in his guest post into a smattering of words is not easy. He's a complicated, hirsute man.
The upshot? He saw a movie and he picked the second round of the NHL playoffs in haiku form. Rocket?
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Not so long ago, I got a hankering to see one of those moving picture stories that all the kids are talking about. Rockette and I took the horseless carriage down to the local movie palace to take in one of these celluloid fantasies. The name of this particular talkie was Ex Machina.
Like any work worthy of the title of "art," the film has stuck with me (this is also the reason that Slap Shot is the greatest film in the history of mankind – nearly forty years after it was made and at least thirty years since I saw it for the first time it still makes me laugh just thinking about it). It will not spoil the film to note that the questions that drive it are when will artificial intelligence be "good enough" and what would happen if we got it wrong?
Naturally the movie addressed the Turing Test and a theoretical capacity of a machine to mimic a human being effectively enough to fool actual humans. The very nature of the Turing Test and the film's treatment of its central conceit left me reflecting on the question of artificial intelligence and at what point it would need to reach to be "good enough."
Eventually I came to a surprising conclusion: artificial intelligence will never be "good enough." This is not because I naively believe that we will never develop the sufficient technology – this is a patently absurd assertion that cannot possibly be made on a blog that you might be reading on your phone. Rather, artificial intelligence will never be good enough because human intelligence has never been good enough.
Put differently, humans are defined by their faults. We recognize that our flaws are the very things that which make us human. The stories that we tell about ourselves and each other are not about the times when things go smoothly or as planned. Rather, we seek to amuse each other with stories of when things went awry or were off-kilter or out of the ordinary. We bond over the tough times or when we had to struggle. And when we run across someone who only wants to talk about their successes, we consider that behavior to be their flaw.