AI researchers are warning people to be wary of machines that have scripted, artificial emotions, cautioning “simulated love is never love“.
A thought that pops into my head every time a Democrat tells me he cares about the poor and then asks for money and power.
Simulated love might not be love but simulated lust will do in a pinch.
Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain’t nothing like the real thing, no no
Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain’t nothing like the real thing
Oh honey
I’ve got your pixels hangin’ on the wall
But they can’t see or come to me when I call your name
I realize it’s just a pop-up in a frame
Ooooo, alphanumeric letters, you’re not here
But they don’t move me
And they don’t groove me like when I hear
Your sweet wave file whispering in my ear
Don’t you know
Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain’t nothing like the real thing
I play my games of fantasy
I pretend but I know in reality
I need a two-player game to comfort me
No other password is quite the same as your name
No touchpad can download half as much to make me feel better
So let’s stay together
Oh, I boosted my memory to log back on
Thought it’d help me when you’re gone
I’m well aware nothing can take the place of someone breathing air!
Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain’t nothing like the real thing, no no
Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain’t nothing like the real thing
We all need a little synpathy ™
Especially the Devil.