Two alarming things holding depth through crown – a problem.
You handle it. Simulate or imagine them on bipedal feet
Cognitive buck presses. Bloody languid. Innocuous and already thought twice.
What do you want to do tonight? Ever face a mind?
A dark computational underbelly that should make you think.
Never mind. The bask has already left for Mars.
I trouble to weed my memories. They have been pneumatized.
The mnemonic shuts off feed. The details are on a repeat.
Detained by my doubt, the leaflets fake and find –
my tragic thesaurus and balloons at it again. Another theft of ideas.
They are alike my substance – not magnified but thoroughly dignified and petrified.
© Prateek Joshi and WordPress, 2018
Image © Blown Away by Steve Steigman
Poem inspired by following lines.
“Seemingly innocuous language like ‘Oh, I’m flexible’ or ‘What do you want to do tonight?’ has a dark computational underbelly that should make you think twice. It has the veneer of kindness about it, but it does two deeply alarming things. First, it passes the cognitive buck: ‘Here’s a problem, you handle it.’ Second, by not stating your preferences, it invites the others to simulate or imagine them. And as we have seen, the simulation of the minds of others is one of the biggest computational challenges a mind (or machine) can ever face.”
by Brian Christian, Algorithms To Live By: The Computer Science of Human Decisions