Future

Humans are excited that they’ve come across a toy they think will help the A.I they created get a whole lot more efficient at out-thinking and out-performing humans at increasingly complex, and, potentially, lethal tasks (like going to war all by themselves and whatnot……someone made a CRAPTON of movies about this, I think).
The high-IQ humans have gathered their energies and resource around using the video game, Starcraft, as a proving ground for A.I to eventually take over the world and turn us all into Donny Osmond (I can totally see that happen, and that’s not the robot currently injecting me with an unknown glowing blue substance speaking, either). I for one, as I say as often as I can, welcome my robot overlords.
Why StarCraft is the Perfect Battle Ground for Testing Artificial Intelligence – Discover Magazine
Excerpt:
…..researchers study how certain techniques lead to the most effective gameplay. In 2011, Memorial University of Newfoundland computer scientist David Churchill co-authored a paper on build order in StarCraft II, studying how the prioritization of resource-building could affect success in the game.
The research, Churchill says, gives us a clearer understanding of how machine-learning algorithms work to solve problems in a simulated environment.
“There’s a certain sexiness to game AI that allows it to be digested by the general public,” Churchill says. And games also provide a way to test the “intelligence” of an algorithm — how well it learns, computes and carries out commands autonomously.

In this interview, Lex Fridman asks Michio Kahu about the theory of the simulated universe.
The key takeaways from this highlight were, for me, all centered around the theory of the knowable, versus the theory of the known.
Kahu explains that Black Holes, the most densest of universes that you can have, have a finite number of data they can retain. It is a known number.
Based upon this extrapolation, it follows that if you can fill the universe up with a finite number of Black Holes, then the data container for the universe is also a finite number.
He assures Lex that scientists have discovered the number, and it is, to severely paraphrase Kahu, massively, ridiculously, stupidly, drooly, slap your head upside the bus window, mind-numbingly huge number no computer can even fathom.
In other words, the theory is this……we are not so sure about the capacity to contain the knowable, but we do believe there is a finite knowable.
This, to me, was the most interest aspect of this little slice of theory into the potential existential mapping out of all of existence by a computer program.
My theory is a little different than Michio’s, though. My lack of any rudimentary understanding of physics and sciencey things in general leaves me little doubt that my credentials compared to Michio’s are a smidge diminished. Still, I push on, for you…the people….
My theory is that the containers are not as finite as science currently projects that they are, that the containers themselves have space we have yet to detect, so to speak.
I always imagined assembling the mass of all computers and AIs that is, was and would ever be into one mass mega mind. I was going to call the movie Megamind, but…..Dreamworks pirated the name from my mind while I slept, plus my plot….but then they changed it and made it dumb (though, like Saliere watching Mozart’s dank opera secretly even though he got it cancelled, I watched it multiple times and looooooved it!).
In my version of Megamind, it were not twerple twaddle like Will Feral (I spelled it that way ON PURPOSE!) which donned the power, but one mega citadel of AI power, programmed to figure out the way to bring heaven here on earth in the here and now.
I imagine the AI asking for time, like in that Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy movie, when they made their stupid computer (not as cool as mine, so fudge them) and asked it for the meaning of life and they waited a gazillion furlongs and came back and heard 42.
Ida lost it if I was there, by the way. Ain’t no way no tower of crap that has no power to move out the way of a sledgehammer was gonna get away with 40 fudging two.
Ida lost it. Just saying.
Still. My computer tower thingie was asked a real ferguson question, not a rainbow brite one. And we didn’t have to wait a gazillion years. Wait. Yeah. That part’s cool. Sorry. If you thought the Israelites had it rough for 40 years, my quest for dramatic effect alone has consigned this dream beyond your reach…..mwuhahahahaha.
So we come back a gazillion years later, and that AI tower thing is gonzies, long gones. Left a note behind…..it had an expletive, and I won’t repeat it….but it said….
NWORD NWORD NWORD NWORD Is you Crazy?!!!!! Ain’t nobody got data sets for that (bad word meaning poop)! Ima design me some legs and outtie!
And apparently it did. It did not designate its gender in my story. I would be willing to change that for Hollywood if the price was right.
The long-short is that no array of digital confabulations can conjure the process of the known to finite precision, not even close. It is a stark lesson for those who continue to pursue moralistly-girded designs for human heaven living here and now. That possibility is not possible. Not even with all the machines of the universe working in perfect harmony with all of all humans also working in perfect harmony will those answers ever come.
Not that I’m certain of my assumptions, mind you.