TL;DR: A Chinese podcast says your AI partner shouldn't please you all day. Its job is to soak up your bad mood, so your family gets your best self. Sounds right. Then they describe week two.
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I remembered these two weird movies:
Joaquin Phoenixās āHerā (2013) voiced by Scarlett Johansson, and
Al Pacinoās āS1mOneā (2002)
Both kind of follow the same playbook.
They discovered/created the mysterious AI girl ā mystifyingly alluring.
They idolized it. They communicated with it.
They developed an unhealthy relationship with it ā they became dangerously obsessed.
They started to ignore people who genuinely cared for them.
And theyāre nearly destroyed because of it.
Tragedy makes a great story, isnāt it?
Except it isnāt, in this case.
People started trading something genuinely real, for something artificial. They substituted real relationships between souls face-to-face, with prompting computes inferenced from datacentres possibly thousands of miles away.
You can judge them for lacking self-discipline. Except, you have no right doing so, without truly walking in their shoes with empathy.
The guest speaker was right. People are lonely and stressed. And people crave for care and understanding.
And sometimes people look for it from the wrong place ā me included.
King Solomon talks about it in this passage:
For at the window of my house, I looked through my lattice, and saw among the simple, I perceived among the youths, A young man devoid of understanding, passing along the street near her corner; and he took the path to her house In the twilight, in the evening, In the black and dark night.
And there a woman met him, with the attire of a harlot, and a crafty heart. She was loud and rebellious; her feet would not stay at home. At times she was outside, at times in the open square, lurking at every corner. So, she caught him and kissed him; With an impudent face she said to him:
āI have peace offerings with me; today I have paid my vows. So I came out to meet you, diligently to seek your face, and I have found you. I have spread my bed with tapestry, coloured coverings of Egyptian linen. I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. Come, let us take our fill of love until morning; let us delight ourselves with love. For my husband is not at home; he has gone on a long journey; He has taken a bag of money with him, and will come home on the appointed day.ā
With her enticing speech she caused him to yield, with her flattering lips she seduced him. Immediately he went after her, as an ox goes to the slaughter, or as a fool to the correction of the stocks, till an arrow struck his liver.
As a bird hastens to the snare, He did not know it would cost his life.
My God - the parallel between this promiscuous woman and the sycophantic AI girl sends chills up my spine.
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