This AI Thing, and a Mother's Love

I want to throw out an idea on Artificial Intelligence, in layman’s terms, something that will always be with us and we should accept its potential and understand its limitations (if there are any). The one thing we should not do is fear it.  We should respect its power and its promise, and keep innocents from peril.

Yes, AI will probably eliminate jobs, like routine administrative work and redundant middle management, or even loftier careers like engineering design.

Yes, AI will probably make us lazy.  Why read?  Why practice at a craft, or a musical instrument?  Why scheme, sketch, or conceive a plan from scratch?

I have no answers.

I think most fears we have about AI are misguided and overwrought, but the two obvious concerns are 1) science fiction, and 2) sitting at our kitchen table.

Between Robert Heinlein stories and the Terminator of 1980’s Arnold, AI just might control, and destroy, mankind. It could happen.

It is ironic that politicians want to “control” the use and development of AI.  Good luck with that. Politicians of all stripes, especially in Washington, can’t control their own processes or personal behavior.  What makes them think they can control accelerated thought?  The very nature of AI is collecting and conforming limitless facts to achieve a more perfect product or solution.  What we say now about AI and its methods of development are literally obsolete, right at this moment.

But the person sitting next to you at the kitchen table… your child, your grandchild.  AI can distort the education of your kid. The internet is a gigantic magnificent cesspool of roaring flames. It should not corrupt his or her values because you set the example of our shared culture.

I made mistakes with my own kids.  Television became the great babysitter on the rare occasion when I was in charge.  TV is passive, requires no physical exertion, and you can always nap through a ballgame or bad movie.  We can turn it off at will, or just leave the room.

The peril of AI as I see it is that it can poison our children.  The release of AI’s superior process power creates, at least obliquely, an omnipotent being.  We ask AI “What is this?” and don’t tell our kid to “Look it up.”  You remember, like in a book.  We certainly don’t tell the kids to just “go outside.”

And it all started with the smart phone.  All the knowledge of the universe and none of the wisdom in the palm of our hand.

Kids and the internet.  The internet and its casual availability is an open gate to a dark place that could be soul crushing, led by the Great Pumpkin of all knowledge… ask “Google.”

We do it ourselves, so why not our kids?

I have an idea.  It is an oversimplification of stemming the tide of AI peril, but it beats doing nothing.  If AI is a product of our inputs and searches and algorithms and that magic internet stuff, then teach love to AI.

Not romantic love or idolatry.  Teach a mother’s love, to be precise, the most unselfish love of all. It should require no explanation as to what a mother’s love encompasses.

The swamis in charge should instruct/code/demand that AI create walls and filters for children for identification and parental control.  I believe forms of this exist today, but not with my proviso.  Make sure that whatever is viewed, answered, shared, and created is seen by anyone 14 and under with the history and elements of a mother’s love, which is the first firewall of safety and nurturing judgment.

The standard of a mother’s love should guide AI when it comes to children.

If Washington wants to corral AI, it should start there.  The world will truly end if our kids don’t get outside more, read more, run and shout more, pray more.

The world won’t end because of what AI does.  It will end because of what we did not require AI to embrace.  A mother’s love will save mankind.

One codicil here:  The gospel at mass on April 15^th was about John 3:16. If you don’t know the reading, look it up!  Christians know that John 3:16 is the crux of it all.  What may be central to our lives, Christian lives, is not central to 70% of the world’s population who have other faith traditions.

But every soul on earth, even those who are non-religious, can never deny a mother’s love.

Peace. Out.

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