Making our lives ever more comfortable, convenient, and complete,
technology has served us well this century.
But come the new millennium, will the tables be turned?
by Douglas Page
When IBM's Deep Blue defeated Garry Kasparov last year, the world's
greatest chess player thought he'd met God. "I met something I
couldn't explain," he said after the historic match. "People turn
to religion to explain things like that." Some think Kasparov
was being a little hyperbolic, for the truth of the matter is
no mystery. He was up against a 3,000-pound bundle of 512 computers
bear-hugging 200 million moves a second to beat him. Kasparov,
evaluating a measly two or three moves a second, still managed
to win one game and tie three more in the six-game contest.
The next match, however, will surely be the coup de grâce. According
to Moore's Law, stated in 1965 by Intel Corporation founder and
CEO Gordon Moore, computer performance doubles every 18 months,
which means that today's notebooks are exponentially more expeditious
than the granddaddy of all electronic digital processors, the
Atanasoff-Berry Computer. Built during World War II in a basement
lab at Iowa State University by math and physics professor John
V. Atanasoff and Clifford Berry, a graduate student, the automobile-size
machine had a storage capacity of 375 characters and could perform
one operation every 15 seconds. Some 50 years later, experimental
machines exist in Japan and the United States capable of "teraflops"
performance--1 trillion floating-point operations per second. Such
speedy processors have already rendered Moore's Law obsolete.
Machines 1,000 times faster are pushing against the fence: petaflops
are anticipated within five years, based on smaller semiconductor
technology now considered feasible.
Have computers hijacked our destiny? Yes, some ardently declare.
We're just a few years, if not a few minutes, from what visionaries
and fringe thinkers alike are calling the end of the human era,
the point at which a runaway, fugitive technology commandeers
the future--a future in which humans will be unfamiliar, unnecessary,
and probably unwelcome.
Restive technology has always been a force in human history, but
today it's about to stampede. Innovations in agriculture, medicine,
electronics, and genetics have permitted population growth; a
larger population means a larger brain pool, and a larger brain
pool means newer and better technologies sooner. As anyone who
bought a 166 MHz personal computer last summer knows, it was obsolete
before you could build a bookmark file.
In Silicon Valley, smaller equals faster, and nanotechnology--engineering
on the molecular level--is stirring restlessly in the stockade.
In Engines of Creation: The Coming Era of Nanotechnology (Anchor
Books, 1986), K. Eric Drexler explains how by using molecular
"assembler" machines we will eventually be able to create almost
any arrangement of atoms. This technology will at first yield
materials stronger and lighter than anything known. A new Illinois
company, Nanophase Technologies, is currently fabricating iron,
aluminum, and titanium oxides into nano-scale powders, which are
molded into ceramic components used to make giant Caterpillar
and Lockheed engines. Its other nano-scale powders are key ingredients
in a new generation of high-tech sunscreen and cosmetics (no caking
or streaking!). The sunscreen powder particles (each about 12
atoms in size) are smaller than the wavelength of visible light,
effectively yielding 100 percent protection against dangerous
ultraviolet radiation.
Nanotechnology will further reduce the size (and increase the
speed) of computers. Drexler predicts it will eventually allow
nano-supercomputers smaller than grains of sand. Here, the corral
fences collapse: the stampede begins when nanotechnology bolts
toward human physical immortality. Swarms of nano-scale cell-repair
cruisers will ripple through the body, locating faulty cells and
repairing abnormal (aging?) DNA. If you like, or maybe even if
you don't, you can live as long as Jupiter's Great Red Spot. This
will be attractive to us Chicago Cubs fans, who may have to wait
at least that long for our team to make it to the World Series.
You'll need something to do while you wait. That will require
the "Santa Claus machine" capable of recycling the molecules of
matter in our junk drawers into just about anything we want--like
maybe a Bruce Willis--type android to confront the guy with the
Harley next door, or a gadget to render all dogs and everyone
named Jesse Helms silent.
Already our consumer products are getting brainier: today's industrial
designers have dreamed up everything from fuzzy logic washing
machines that can determine how much water to let in based on
how dirty your clothes are, to "shape memory" eyeglass frames
that return to their original forms when run under hot water.
In the Nineties, though, it still takes a human mind to conceptualize
these clever applications for such innovative materials and technologies.
However, most futurists predict that sometime between tomorrow
and the year 2035 a computer at MIT or Los Alamos or the University
of Tokyo or somewhere will be nudged into consciousness and suddenly
"wake up" to find itself "human," insofar as it is capable of
performing the processes of the human brain. That computer will
do a great deal more than crunch numbers. It will have found computing's
Holy Grail--self-awareness, a condition we call "intelligence."
From here, things quickly get interesting.
"Smart" machines will reproduce, creating smarter machines, which
in turn will build still smarter ones. Technological progress,
at this point approaching omniscience, will explode, swelling
superexponentially almost overnight to the utter limits of knowledge,
to what the seers call the "Singularity." The term comes from
mathematics--it's the point at which a function goes infinite--and
is popularized in the science fiction novels of Vernor Vinge,
who teaches math at San Diego State University. Vinge thinks of
it this way: If we can make machines that are as smart as humans,
then it's not hard to imagine that we could soon thereafter make,
or cause to be made, machines that are smarter than us, and then
it's Goodnight Irene--we'll plunge headfirst into an incomprehensible
era of "posthumanity."
If any of the doomsday prophecies are correct, then there is nothing
to be done. If the Singularity can happen, it will happen. Hold
on to your hard drive. There's no way to stop a silicon stampede.
There's just this one detail: The human brain has an ineffable
inner quality that no machine can replicate. No object is "awake"
in the sense that it is aware of its experience, and some experts
doubt computers will ever--no matter how small they become, how
fast they operate, or how well they mimic neuronal activity--be
more than catatonic couriers, note-passers with little if any
ability to understand content. (Take heart, Garry!) While proliferating
"smart" technologies stand to make life cushier (see "Things That
Are Smart," below) by being programmed to sense and react to a
range of variables, consciousness is a far more multifaceted riddle
than most people think.
As philosopher David Chalmers of the University of California,
Santa Cruz, says, "The more we think about computers, the more
we realize how elusive consciousness is."
The dash toward the Singularity depends on the creation of super-human
artificial intelligence, and AI has a limited future if the human
mind can't be downloaded and algorithms written to imitate it.
At this point, there's no agreement on what the human mind even
is, and no one seems to know how it works. We don't even know
if these things can ever be determined. There's a magical connection
concealed in the mind, a poetic symbiosis sealed in mystery. Maybe
the human mind is a personal Ark of the Covenant, to be approached
and admired but never entered or tampered with. Some suspect when
the day comes that machines are like men it will be more because
men have lost their humanity than because machines have found
it. Personally, I'm not inclined to worry much until I see a computer
catch a fly ball or gather a grandchild on its lap.
There are people who aren't worried about the concept of the Singularity
because "techno-prophecy" is almost always wrong. Edward Tenner,
in his book Why Things Bite Back (Alfred A. Knopf, 1996), complains
that almost nothing about technology has been predicted with any
accuracy. Every innovation that solves one problem, he says, winds
up creating another. The marvels of modern technology, for instance,
include the development of the soda can, which, when discarded,
lasts forever. Improvements in football padding were meant to
prevent injuries; instead they encouraged more aggressive play,
causing injuries to increase. One can only imagine what they were
thinking when they invented the leaf-blower.
The template of inexpediency: Operation Cat Drop, the guiding
parable of the Rocky Mountain Institute and its founder, "hypercar"
guru Amory Lovins. Forty years ago malaria was the scourge of
the Dayak people of Borneo. In response, the World Health Organization
(WHO) sprayed DDT to kill the malaria-carrying mosquitoes. The
mosquitoes died, but so too did parasitic wasps that had controlled
thatch-eating caterpillars; roofs collapsed. Other DDT-poisoned
insects were eaten by geckos, which were eaten by cats. When the
cats died, the rats flourished, and the Dayak people were suddenly
faced with outbreaks of typhus and plague. In response, WHO parachuted
14,000 cats into Borneo. "This true story illustrates that if
you don't know how things are interconnected, then frequently
the cause of problems are their solutions," Lovins says.
What does it all mean? We don't know. We don't know whether technology
will eventually convey us to the Singularity or safely house us
in the sanitary suburbs; we don't know whether to regard it as
invective or invitation, whether it's inherently benign, treacherous,
or transparent. Of course, the entire issue pales when you realize
the fact that 90 percent of the people in the world have no telephone.
Exactly which side of the technological fence is actually "backward"
remains to be seen.
Douglas Page is a recovering aerospace computer systems analyst now writing
about science and technology from Redondo Beach, California. |
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