space_cadett wrote:
I never used to cry at many movies except those that had some kind of personal signifigance ...
For myself, that is the bottom line here, and with "robots or some other kind of 'artificial intelligence' and their struggle" being symbolic of my own (and even other people's) struggles in life.
space_cadett wrote:
Actually, seeing any robotic toy or even the robots at Disney World makes me really upset.
Those kinds of devices can make me uneasy, but not necessarily upset ... and I just called them mere "devices" because I intellectually know that is true ... yet I nevertheless typically do find myself still "avoiding eye contact" anyway. Overall, it is as if those devices and I have something in common and I have no perfect-and-complete explanation for either of "us".
space_cadett wrote:
It's like these robots didn't ask to be brought into this world, made to be dependent on humans, and I especially hate the idea that they would be mass produced, only to be thrown into the trash heap once they were replaced with a "better" model. It bothers me kind of the same way as "breeding" dogs to be better pets does; like with small dogs; if humans suddenly disappeared off the face of the earth, small dogs would eventually become dog food for the big dogs.
My own emotions never take me that far.
space_cadett wrote:
My parents bought a coton de tulear dog ...
... but this really saddens me and I feel like it's unfair to the dog, to create an entire living breed that is so dependent and gets so much meaning from people, when so many people are not worthy of that trust. A world where some people will leave their dogs in the woods to fend for themselves once they tire of them.
At least robots never feel any pain.
space_cadett wrote:
I feel much more strongly towards robots ... than I do to most people. I feel indignant about it, like it's a human rights issue.
Here is where some simple logic can spare us some struggle: Robots are just as painlessly expendable as toothpicks, and giving them any kind of identity much beyond that can only lead to confusion all around.
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