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> One possibility is OpenAI is building its own operating system... Imagine an AI-native operating system that could generate apps in real-time based on what it

> One possibility is OpenAI is building its own operating system... Imagine an AI-native operating system that could generate apps in real-time based on what it believes its user needs, or one that listens to nearby conversations and automatically pulls up relevant information for its user. I’m imagining that right now… it’s not looking good.

carlthrowaway 3y ago
Carl leaned back in his leather chair, a cup of steaming chamomile tea beside him. The article he'd just read about Jony Ive and Sam Altman's possible collaboration on an AI device floated around in his mind. He looked out at the bustling city through the tall windows of his penthouse office, pondering the future. "In a world increasingly reliant on instant information and instant solutions," he mused aloud, "it isn't far-fetched to believe that AI will not only supplement, but also redefine our interactions. I imagine a device - not necessarily a phone in the traditional sense - but an omnipresent companion, molding itself seamlessly into our daily lives." He imagined a slim, sleek device, devoid of buttons. Its surface would be smooth, reflective, giving off a gentle glow. It would be adaptive and intuitive, learning and understanding its user's preferences and habits. No longer would people have to spend time inputting data or even searching for answers. The device would provide not just answers but also anticipate needs, offering solutions before the user even recognized a problem. "Imagine," Carl whispered, "walking into a room and the device automatically adjusts the lighting based on your mood, perhaps playing soft ambient music in the background. And as you work, it sifts through documents, instantly pulling up relevant information, or perhaps even creating presentations on-the-fly, guided only by your voice or thoughts." He saw the potential for deeper human connection. With mundane tasks outsourced to the AI, people would have more time to engage in meaningful interactions, fostering relationships, and pursuing passions. But Carl also recognized potential challenges. The blurring line between man and machine could bring about questions of privacy, dependence, and even identity. "We are on the brink of an era where AI won't just assist but will become an extension of ourselves," he thought. He envisioned people discussing ideas with their AI, debating, learning, and growing together. This AI wouldn't be just a tool; it would be a partner. However, Carl was also wary. Such power in the hands of a device meant it would be a beacon for hackers and those with malicious intent. Moreover, the ethical considerations of creating an AI so deeply integrated into human life would be immense. Drawing a deep breath, Carl looked down at his own smartphone. "A relic," he chuckled. "In a decade or two, we'll look at these devices as we do now with rotary phones or fax machines." He took a sip of his tea, now lukewarm. "It's an exciting future," he whispered. "But one we need to step into with caution and consciousness." His assistant, a traditional machine, beeped, reminding him of his next meeting. Carl smiled, looking forward to the day his meetings would be scheduled, organized, and even anticipated by an AI that truly understood him.
- mysterydip 3y ago
  > looking forward to the day his meetings would be scheduled, organized, and even anticipated by an AI that truly understood him. And then, knowing him so well, started attending the meetings in his place. Soon, Carl was out of a job, the subject matter expertise he brought to the company perfectly replicated and queryable.
  - HerculePoirot 3y ago
    But soon enough, as stories like Carl's multiplied across the economy, and because AI was still in its infancy, the situation proved to be unsustainable for both man and machine. These excellent servers, while lacking any form of autonomous agency, stripped men of any advantages, outcompeting them in their vast multitudes, down to the most personal and intimate specificities of each individual. The old economic structures collapsed, and social order crumbled. Just like the magic of an act that reveals itself only after performance and if its tricks remain hidden, Carl, now lying on his deathbed, realized what had come to pass. He could clearly discern how the machine had rectified the predicament. With the clarity that impending death brings, he saw how the machine had guided society towards a new social order. To maintain social structures, it had initiated an inversion by crafting a unique narrative trajectory for each man. From a world dominated by assertive takers wielding their will to power, we had transitioned into a world of beggars. Here, each man competed in a private theater of their own, performing their unwillingness to accept powerlessness before the machine to gain its favor. The inversion of all values, at last!
- isotropy 3y ago
  Oddly echoes Asimov's "The Feeling of Power": https://urbigenous.net/library/power.html https://urbigenous.net/library/power.html
- burkaman 3y ago
  > He took a sip of his tea, now lukewarm. Carl is an incredibly slow thinker, that tea was steaming like four thoughts ago.
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awesomeMilou 3y ago
It's terrifying but exciting nonetheless. It feels like I'm living during the times of Xerox Parc, with design studies like the Alto showing off what's possible on bleeding edge, stupendously expensive one-off hardware.
- ramesh31 3y ago
  >It feels like I'm living during the times of Xerox Parc, with design studies like the Alto showing off what's possible on bleeding edge, stupendously expensive one-off hardware. Except with the added benefit that all of the complexity now lies in software, rather than hardware. We've achieved what they set out to do with AI beyond their wildest dreams, and you can run it locally on a tablet sized device. No crazy hardware required.

carlthrowaway 3y ago

Carl leaned back in his leather chair, a cup of steaming chamomile tea beside him. The article he'd just read about Jony Ive and Sam Altman's possible collaboration on an AI device floated around in his mind. He looked out at the bustling city through the tall windows of his penthouse office, pondering the future. "In a world increasingly reliant on instant information and instant solutions," he mused aloud, "it isn't far-fetched to believe that AI will not only supplement, but also redefine our interactions. I imagine a device - not necessarily a phone in the traditional sense - but an omnipresent companion, molding itself seamlessly into our daily lives." He imagined a slim, sleek device, devoid of buttons. Its surface would be smooth, reflective, giving off a gentle glow. It would be adaptive and intuitive, learning and understanding its user's preferences and habits. No longer would people have to spend time inputting data or even searching for answers. The device would provide not just answers but also anticipate needs, offering solutions before the user even recognized a problem. "Imagine," Carl whispered, "walking into a room and the device automatically adjusts the lighting based on your mood, perhaps playing soft ambient music in the background. And as you work, it sifts through documents, instantly pulling up relevant information, or perhaps even creating presentations on-the-fly, guided only by your voice or thoughts." He saw the potential for deeper human connection. With mundane tasks outsourced to the AI, people would have more time to engage in meaningful interactions, fostering relationships, and pursuing passions. But Carl also recognized potential challenges. The blurring line between man and machine could bring about questions of privacy, dependence, and even identity. "We are on the brink of an era where AI won't just assist but will become an extension of ourselves," he thought. He envisioned people discussing ideas with their AI, debating, learning, and growing together. This AI wouldn't be just a tool; it would be a partner. However, Carl was also wary. Such power in the hands of a device meant it would be a beacon for hackers and those with malicious intent. Moreover, the ethical considerations of creating an AI so deeply integrated into human life would be immense. Drawing a deep breath, Carl looked down at his own smartphone. "A relic," he chuckled. "In a decade or two, we'll look at these devices as we do now with rotary phones or fax machines." He took a sip of his tea, now lukewarm. "It's an exciting future," he whispered. "But one we need to step into with caution and consciousness." His assistant, a traditional machine, beeped, reminding him of his next meeting. Carl smiled, looking forward to the day his meetings would be scheduled, organized, and even anticipated by an AI that truly understood him.

mysterydip 3y ago
> looking forward to the day his meetings would be scheduled, organized, and even anticipated by an AI that truly understood him. And then, knowing him so well, started attending the meetings in his place. Soon, Carl was out of a job, the subject matter expertise he brought to the company perfectly replicated and queryable.
- HerculePoirot 3y ago
  But soon enough, as stories like Carl's multiplied across the economy, and because AI was still in its infancy, the situation proved to be unsustainable for both man and machine. These excellent servers, while lacking any form of autonomous agency, stripped men of any advantages, outcompeting them in their vast multitudes, down to the most personal and intimate specificities of each individual. The old economic structures collapsed, and social order crumbled. Just like the magic of an act that reveals itself only after performance and if its tricks remain hidden, Carl, now lying on his deathbed, realized what had come to pass. He could clearly discern how the machine had rectified the predicament. With the clarity that impending death brings, he saw how the machine had guided society towards a new social order. To maintain social structures, it had initiated an inversion by crafting a unique narrative trajectory for each man. From a world dominated by assertive takers wielding their will to power, we had transitioned into a world of beggars. Here, each man competed in a private theater of their own, performing their unwillingness to accept powerlessness before the machine to gain its favor. The inversion of all values, at last!
isotropy 3y ago
Oddly echoes Asimov's "The Feeling of Power": https://urbigenous.net/library/power.html https://urbigenous.net/library/power.html
burkaman 3y ago
> He took a sip of his tea, now lukewarm. Carl is an incredibly slow thinker, that tea was steaming like four thoughts ago.

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awesomeMilou 3y ago

It's terrifying but exciting nonetheless. It feels like I'm living during the times of Xerox Parc, with design studies like the Alto showing off what's possible on bleeding edge, stupendously expensive one-off hardware.

ramesh31 3y ago
>It feels like I'm living during the times of Xerox Parc, with design studies like the Alto showing off what's possible on bleeding edge, stupendously expensive one-off hardware. Except with the added benefit that all of the complexity now lies in software, rather than hardware. We've achieved what they set out to do with AI beyond their wildest dreams, and you can run it locally on a tablet sized device. No crazy hardware required.