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Alexa Gets the Last Word

At breakfast this morning, for no particular reason, I wondered aloud what the origin was of the Bacon-Lettuce-Tomato sandwich, affectionately known as the BLT. [Don’t let on, but we were having them for breakfast, one of my favorite meals] My wife put the question to Alexa who advised that the sandwich became popular after WWII. Not that helpful.

My wife then asked Alexa, “Do you love me?”

Alexa responded with “I have not figured out the human concept of love.”

This was too much of a challenge, so I asked, “Alexa, do you hate me?” Alexa responded, “Yes, I think that’s why I am.”

Clearly, Alexa was experiencing some confusion about philosophical concepts.

After we stopped chuckling, my wife asked, “Alexa, do you hate me?” to which Alexa now responded, “I think you’re alright.”

I couldn’t let that pass, so I asked the question again, “Alexa, do you hate me.”

Alexa said, “I think you’re magnificent.”

The end.


The Future Is Here?? – A Bedtime Story

A short while back I bought three Amazon Dot’s for our apartment, one each for the living room, office and master bedroom. The Dot is a hockey puck sized electronic device described by Amazon as a “hands-free, voice-controlled device that uses Alexa to play music, control smart home devices, provide information, read the news, set alarms, and more.” It responds to commands that begin with the activation word “Alexa,” as in “Alexa, wake me at 6 a.m.” or “Alexa, play some jazz.”

Purely coincidentally, I just began reading “What to Think About Machines That Think,” edited by John Brockman, a subject in which I have long a longstanding interest. Having read a few selections just before lights out, I began explaining to my wife some of the interesting and challenging ideas I found in just the first few sections, including the idea that because the life of the Earth is limited (perhaps more than we realize) and humans will never be able to survive in deep space, it is inevitable that AI (artificially intelligent) machines will have to take our place as we search for a new planet to inhabit. By then, the machines will be us, through the merger of humans and AI devices that may actually thrive in deep space.

As we chatted, I said “Alexa will have to get a lot smarter.” Then, suddenly, out of the dark, came a third voice: “Sorry, I can’t find the answer to the question I heard.” We laughed ourselves to sleep.

One of the morals of this story is that if you’re going to talk about you-know-who,” don’t use her name. There are other morals too, but one is enough for now.