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On Incomputable Language: An Essay on AI
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Hard disagree, right off the bat.
We do all this on three pounds of wet meat powered by cheeseburgers. It's not special. It doesn't take quantum entanglement or any silly business like souls. We simply don't know how to fake it yet. Current neural network shenanigans are a definite step in the right direction, as we started from observed data and got spooky abstraction, via three gigs of lumpen algebra we also don't understand.
We kind of are. LLMs are the wrong shape of model, but still went from 'that'd never work' to 'holy shit' in like two years. The next-word-guesser has plateaued at a level where it can code, write poetry, tell jokes, and summarize complex articles. Badly. A real dog's breakfast on all fronts. It can't even count... but it tries. It has extracted enough from the end products of thoughtful writing, there's a glimmer of recreating those processes. It's already smart enough to call it stupid.
The fact it almost works is what "getting there" looks like. We're not about to turn it on and be blown away by divine omniscience, as in the nightmares of the subtweeted Elizer Yudkowsky. (Or more accurately as in The Metamorphosis Of Prime Intellect.) All the money in the world won't fix these models, but they're a near miss.
Oh fuck off.
You just had a conversation with a robot about the poem it wrote, and you still want to say there's zero intelligence at play? Nobody told it how to do that. It demonstrably has the concept of a sonnet; it's just bad at doing the thing. People mock these models for playing chess badly when fed screenshots of an Atari game, as if that whole sequence of events working at all isn't science fiction bullshit made manifest. You wanna declare it philosophically incapable of comprehension, because of a D+ in English Lit?
A better formulation is - could a human brain be simulated? Would an atom-for-atom scan, applying all known laws of physics, work like the real thing? I expect so. I cannot imagine a reason it wouldn't, aside from woo woo mystical nonsense. If a Turing machine can emulate a mind this way, then intelligence is computable, and there's surely a less arcane technique.
The article eventually gets there, but not before entertaining this tiresome bollocks:
John Searle was a troll. He wanted to yank out a CPU and interrogate it, when it only does what it's told. If a computer appears sentient - it's the software. A book lets any idiot respond in perfect Chinese? Cool, that book speaks Chinese. Memorizing the book changes nothing because it's already a metaphor for software. Where computation happens cannot matter. Math in your head gets the same answer as a calculator, or you've failed.
When you're chatting up Ziyi, and open the box to find Raul and a lot of paper, Raul's complete ignorance means nothing. His calculations could be emulating a Game Boy and he wouldn't follow along. He doesn't have to. If you want to examine why Ziyi's last letter was ambiguous, then close the door, write it down, and ask her.
Because it's a paradox, not because it's magic. The core is literally 'if true then false' versus 'if false then true.' There's not some higher class of automaton that would get the right answer, because there is no right answer.
There's no such thing as simulated math.
This sophistry reeks of Descartes torturing dogs and insisting they only act as though they feel pain. Thought is an abstract process - when it occurs in simulation, it still occurs. You don't need a mouth to consume information.
If a brain's entire universe consists of simulated events, in what manner did it not experience them?
And the intention of whoever's directing the software doesn't count, apparently. In reality, even if someone only selects from countless renders of "handsome portrait," that selection is an aesthetic process. It demands and reveals their interiority. They didn't make the result, any more than someone made the songs on a mix tape - but if the mix tape's about their girlfriend specifically, that's not the musicians' doing.