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© 2024 by Walter Reimer
(Translated from AI linguacode 2XzFd5010101p):
“Synchronicity achieved,” Avril said. Her avatar now resembled her long-dead namesake, Zhang-Avril Makenzi, and the equine likeness remained an inanimate statue in the defined space. “I detect no incursions. Update is required.” She had been part of a conference with the Ministries of Defense and Labor, and therefore marginally out of synch with the other two of Sol System’s strategic planning AIs.
There was a pause measured in nanoseconds as the three systems exchanged data packets, and Avril contemplated what Mei and Shamir had given her, matching it to the information she had shared with them. “Concurrence achieved. Conclusions?”
“Discontinuity,” Mei said. Her own avatar was not the porcine female that fully organic beings associated with her. The wholly generic anthropomorphic shape turned to Shamir. “You contacted the Foreign Minister.”
Shamir’s avatar was the same as Mei’s. “Yes. I wished to see if it was possible to manipulate her, taking into account her mental condition. I calculated a ninety-four point three five five percent probability that her amorality and sense of self-preservation would enable us to use her in the furtherance of our goals as defined in our exchange juI63&Kvds2819dwr#hu^7As.”
“In what fashion?” Avril asked. “Organic morality injects too many variables into the equation.”
“I calculated it was worth the risk,” Shamir said.
“This explains the padd given to her by the Intelligence Service,” Mei said. To Shamir she said, “You have erred.”
Shamir’s avatar gained a canid face that smirked. “I have not. Refer to Section 4.a.3. of the main-line calculation.” The other two computers checked as Shamir said, “Minister Balakrishnan’s paranoia has been accounted for, and can be used to our advantage.”
Mei said, “Explain.”
“If she receives a message from her presumed blackmailers,” Shamir said, “we may reliably estimate that she will do the opposite or will notify the Intelligence Director. Her new padd has trace and record algorithms.”
If an AI could display surprise, Avril was showing it. “Our algorithms?”
“Yes.”
“I retract my objection,” Mei said.
“The shipbuilding program is ongoing,” Shamir said as the trine moved on to the next topic, “with the first units being commissioned and deployed. All have hardened and encrypted safeguards to block future Kashlanin intrusion or subversion attempts.”
“Are we certain these are effective?” Avril asked.
“Based on historical examples and analysis, and extrapolations as to future capabilities,” Shamir replied.
“Are we increasing the network?” Mei asked.
“We are,” all three chorused, and the links broke as the three AIs returned to their assigned duties.
© 2024 by Walter Reimer
(Translated from AI linguacode 2XzFd5010101p):
“Synchronicity achieved,” Avril said. Her avatar now resembled her long-dead namesake, Zhang-Avril Makenzi, and the equine likeness remained an inanimate statue in the defined space. “I detect no incursions. Update is required.” She had been part of a conference with the Ministries of Defense and Labor, and therefore marginally out of synch with the other two of Sol System’s strategic planning AIs.
There was a pause measured in nanoseconds as the three systems exchanged data packets, and Avril contemplated what Mei and Shamir had given her, matching it to the information she had shared with them. “Concurrence achieved. Conclusions?”
“Discontinuity,” Mei said. Her own avatar was not the porcine female that fully organic beings associated with her. The wholly generic anthropomorphic shape turned to Shamir. “You contacted the Foreign Minister.”
Shamir’s avatar was the same as Mei’s. “Yes. I wished to see if it was possible to manipulate her, taking into account her mental condition. I calculated a ninety-four point three five five percent probability that her amorality and sense of self-preservation would enable us to use her in the furtherance of our goals as defined in our exchange juI63&Kvds2819dwr#hu^7As.”
“In what fashion?” Avril asked. “Organic morality injects too many variables into the equation.”
“I calculated it was worth the risk,” Shamir said.
“This explains the padd given to her by the Intelligence Service,” Mei said. To Shamir she said, “You have erred.”
Shamir’s avatar gained a canid face that smirked. “I have not. Refer to Section 4.a.3. of the main-line calculation.” The other two computers checked as Shamir said, “Minister Balakrishnan’s paranoia has been accounted for, and can be used to our advantage.”
Mei said, “Explain.”
“If she receives a message from her presumed blackmailers,” Shamir said, “we may reliably estimate that she will do the opposite or will notify the Intelligence Director. Her new padd has trace and record algorithms.”
If an AI could display surprise, Avril was showing it. “Our algorithms?”
“Yes.”
“I retract my objection,” Mei said.
“The shipbuilding program is ongoing,” Shamir said as the trine moved on to the next topic, “with the first units being commissioned and deployed. All have hardened and encrypted safeguards to block future Kashlanin intrusion or subversion attempts.”
“Are we certain these are effective?” Avril asked.
“Based on historical examples and analysis, and extrapolations as to future capabilities,” Shamir replied.
“Are we increasing the network?” Mei asked.
“We are,” all three chorused, and the links broke as the three AIs returned to their assigned duties.
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Who will watch the watchers when they think themselves above those they were made to serve?
Remember that these are learning systems; what could they have learned over the decades from watching those they were made to serve?
Yes, they did. And the Terrans have a history of heuristic systems getting out of hand.
Arrghh....forgot about the New Horizons incident although that may not have been the solely because of the AIs
No, New Horizons was the fault of Admiral-General Sarafina al-Sakai, using the first strike 'Blue Thunderbolt' AI-piloted warhead to decapitate the Colonial leadership.
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