Showing posts with label autonomy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label autonomy. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Ancestor by Matt Sheean and Malachi Ward



Here’s a drink you can make to best enjoy Ancestor, which was released today in trade paperback by Image Comics. Take one Philip K. Dick and one Alejandro Jodorowsky (circa The Holy Mountain) and throw them in a cocktail glass with two blackberries and a splash of agave nectar. Muddle. Add two shots of blanco tequila, two drops of Dimethyltryptamine or Lysergic Acid, and give it a dash of Black Mirror. Mix, shake, and serve. Now take your drink to a dark corner of your room, far from your computer or any wi-fi enabled devices. Read and drink slowly.  Short as it is, Ancestor is a trip for the mind that’s worth your time.

Ancestor is a loaded slice of psychedelic philosophy, written by Matt Sheean and pictorialized by Malachi Ward. Set in a non-specified time in a non-specified corner of the United States, it’s the story of a well-meaning lunatic genius who upgrades a social media platform / body enhancement service into a hybrid, post-human being that changes the course of entire human race. Its narrative swerves are buttressed by knods to the philosophical anxieties that we, as a society of “enhanced” interconnected technologies, are slowly coming to know.

Surrender your autonomy to the service
and make her the perfect cocktail!
The plot’s lunatic genius, Patrick Whiteside, is an outwardly kind, curly haired tech billionaire who's tendency to turn conversations into one-sided motivational pep talks betrays his maniacal desire to control and reform everyone he comes across. Whiteside was a co-developer of “the service.” The service is what personal computing will be like once we're able to inject the internet into our blood streams and tether it directly to our mental and bodily functions. It’s more or less augmented consciousness, an artificially intelligent Siri for your mind, that goes with you everywhere. The service can float social media and web content in your face on levitating yellow jelly screens, instantly identifying friends and strangers and objects. It can also talk you down from a panic attack if you’re going nuts. When talking doesn’t work, the service can, at your behest, administer a calculated dose of whatever medication you need to to get on the wagon again, then monitor your vital signs until you’re copacetic. On good nights, it can take control of your body (after you grant it permission to access your motor skills), which it can then use to make a perfectly mixed cocktail of your choice for whatever platinum blonde art femme you're hitting on. The service is the ultimate integrated web experience.

Whiteside talks it out
Like us and our hyper-connected devices, people in the world of Ancestor can become so inured to the service that they experience varying degrees of anxiety when disconnected from it. While the service enables superhuman abilities, it's also a nuisance to immediate experience. Whether you want it or not, the service will tell you everything it thinks you need to know.

Ancestor’s main character, Peter, is not sure how he feels about this intense connectivity. Though he relies on the service to get a grip on his anxiety disorder, he’s often a victim of the incessant suggestions of it’s yellow jelly screens. As troubled as he is by all this, it’s apparent that he is a brilliant and pensive man who is simply trying to life his live free of anxiety, and sees the service as a tool to that end. Peter is invited to an impromptu party hosted by Whiteside in his billionaire mansion in the middle of nowhere. There, he’s made to participate in the beta-testing of Whiteside’s magnificent new invention, his Service 2.0. Peter, Whiteside, and the rest of the world are then forcefully thrust into unknown territory, as Whiteside loses control of his new product. From there on out, things get incredibly strange and wonderful.

Whiteside is like a cross between Goethe's Faust and Ozymandias from Watchmen, placed in the body of a creepy child-therapist or hypnotist. In him we see the expression of a utopian ethos prevalent in Silicon Valley. This ethos, “California Ideology,” preaches that a blend of technological innovation and bold individual action will eventually solve all of humanity's problems. But as the story progresses, Peter grows to resist Whiteside's manipulations and psychological games, and resents the implication that he needs either a guru or a some post-human bio-integrated bloatware to give him peace of mind. By the end of their "relationship," it's Peter, not Whiteside or the human race, who finds something resembling inner peace.

We all know by now the mythology of the tech boom. Scientists and ex-hippies, with the help of massive private and public investment, invented the personal computer, the internet, the iPhone, the Google. The digital backbone of information technology was highly influenced by a bourgeois subset of the 1960’s counter culture. This counter culture failed to liberate human consciousness from its societal captors. Having failed, those with the knowledge and the inclination began to look towards technology and capitalism as humanity’s only hope. A large part of the advertising for contemporary technology and software displays a remnant of that failed hope for technological liberation and omnipotence, the hope that “existing social, political and legal power structures will wither away to be replaced by unfettered interactions between autonomous individuals [or businesses] and their software.”

In response to the Silicon Valley messiahs preaching salvation, peace, and money through tech-gnosis, Ancestor offers an almost satirical counter narrative. It expresses a healthy distrust towards anyone who claims to have all the answers, be they human or otherwise. Malachi Ward and Matt Sheean’s story is an expression of the desire to not be told who you are or what you need to do with your life. It also asks whether or not we should sacrifice genuine unmediated experiences (and the commensurate euphoria and excitement that comes of sometimes not-knowing) for the sake of complete control and self-determination.


If Ancestor has one failing it’s that it’s way too short. While readers will get a conclusion that satisfies the arc, there’s 15 billion years worth of plot missing that I wish they had gotten into. By the end, I found myself wanting to hear more about the how and why of it, to see more of Matt and Malachai’s bizarre alternate reality. It’s such a tease. Maybe the comic book gods will see fit to provide mankind with a spin-off? It’s pretty great for what it is though - a self contained thought experiment with poetic conceits and beautiful art.


I would recommend also checking out this short comic by Ancestor's creators regarding "the process" of making Ancestor a reality.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Google is trying harder than anyone else to make machine brains work


Backchannel has a fairly in-depth write up about Google’s scramble to hire or train programmers with experience in “machine learning” (aka artificial intelligence and neural networks). It’s betting hard on the technology’s ability to mine and interpret data in a way that’s not just novel, but also useful to it’s flagship Search app and more.

Deepmind, a British technology start-up that was bought by Google in 2014, and whose motto is “Solve intelligence,” was an early move for them. The company caught Google’s attention after they published an article detailing how one of their machine babies learned to play seven different Atari games well enough to pose a threat to human video game dominance. DeepMind also created AlphaGo, a machine learning program that whooped a “9 dan rank” human Go player in 2015. Additionally, the company is partly responsible for the DeepDream phenomenon of last summer. It was a neural network system that was able to take user-fed images and figure out terrifying ways to fuse them with puppies and slugs.

Google Brain / DeepMind HQ
Per the Backchannel article, Google has been “obsessed” with machine learning this year. Among their efforts so far: Pilfering any and all students of artificial intelligence guru Pedro Domingos of the University of Washington; allowing artificial intelligence engineers out of the mysterious Google X R&D basement and into daylight; posting flyers in the cafeteria bulletin boards of technical colleges across the country and the world: “Do you want to be a machine learning ninja????!” Google also made a powerful neural network building tool, TensorFlow, available to the public in November 2015, ostensibly to help build a generation of amateur programmers already familiar with machine learning, to be hired en-masse once they have degrees.

Machine learning is a new way of programming. From my limited understanding, it seems to be about creating semi-intelligent data golems to do your bidding, often to superhuman effect. Not only can a neural network learn and in a way understand what a shiba inu looks like (and find pictures of it for all your doge memes), it can use that understanding to then go through a pile of, say, a million pictures of dogs and doges of different breeds and then delineate between each different breed. “If it learns one breed,” reads the article, “it can use the same technique to identify the other 9999 using the same technique.”

Birth of a new God???
Machine learning can also, to a limited extent, understand language, which Google has put to use with its SmartReply feature. Per the article: “Traditional AI methods of language understanding depended on embedding rules of language into a system, but in [SmartReply], as with all modern machine learning, the system was fed enough data to learn on its own, just as a child would.”

Personally I like typing my replies and I think I always will, and, from what I read, SmartReply initially had the tendency to suggest “I love you” as a reponse whenever it sensed tension in the conversation. But other machine learning could be important, and, as this article will explain, Google is desperate to be at the forefront.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

the disney future



In the future people will never have to move or touch the outside world. Also, octohedron highway signs

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

A Tool to Deceive and Slaughter



1. Collector agrees that the Artwork will remain connected to a live Internet connection at all times, with disconnections allowed only for the transportation of the work from one venue to another.

2. Upon purchasing the Artwork, Collector may establish a new value for the Artwork. The new value may not exceed current market expectations for the Artwork based on the current value of work by the Artist. This value may be reassessed quarterly. This value will be set as the minimum bid of the auction. Any bid meeting or exceeding this amount will result in a legitimate sale via the Auction Venue and the Policies of the Auction Venue must be followed regarding this matter.

3. Collector must disclose the terms of this Agreement to persons bidding on the Artwork. Any successful bidder must agree to be bound by the terms of this Agreement before title to the Artwork is transferred to such bidder who shall then become the new and next Collector (the “New Collector”). These requirements and terms shall apply equally to Collector and any and all New Collectors.

4. Collector is responsible for any and all fees and charges generated by the Artwork on the Auction Venue.

5. In the event of a sale of the Artwork via the Auction Venue, Collector is required to sell the Artwork to the highest bidder. The Artwork must be properly packaged and promptly shipped to the New Collector. Prior to receipt of the Artwork, and as a prior condition to the sale and transfer of the Artwork, New Collector is required to execute this Agreement which shall evidence the agreement between Collector and New Collector to be bound by these terms.

6. The Auction Venue’s Terms of Service must be followed at all times and any failure to follow the Auction Venue’s Terms may result in additional penalty including the suspension of the Collector’s Auction Venue account by the Auction Venue.

The title sounds like a metal song. I looked it up but it only returned results for this.

Official site

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