A euphemism I retain from immersion in spy thriller fiction is the term “wet work.” In the genre it means killing people, and torturing them as a form of information retrieval. There were spooks in the fictions whose job description included performing wet work; others who delegated the nastiness to specialists.
Art imitates life in so many ways. War is delegated nastiness on an industrial scale. Our woebegone world is awash in wet work, wasted by a wanton welter of wizard weaponry. It makes you puke your weltanschauung.
Wet work deemed “holy” is interesting. In ancient writings a Maker cheerleads the killing of certain of His creatures by others of His creatures. Some, after dying in this dimension, are consigned to a sempiternal state of agony in another dimension. This mode of operation is so… ungodly… for lack of a better word. Faith only knows. It says Maker calls the shots, come what may.
Religion and AI share at least one trait: Both have the potential for bringing good things to life, but we must protect ourselves from the power of each to hurt us. Silicon doesn’t have nerve endings. A capacity for suffering is the franchise of homo sapiens, not machina sapiens. Religion knows this in its bones. That’s why textbook Hell is being burned alive, not rendered stupid.
I live in Texas and devote much of my time to easel painting on an amateur basis. I stream a lot of music, mostly jazz, throughout the day. I like to read and memorize poetry.
Is Divine Wet Work an Anomaly or a Feature?
A euphemism I retain from immersion in spy thriller fiction is the term “wet work.” In the genre it means killing people, and torturing them as a form of information retrieval. There were spooks in the fictions whose job description included performing wet work; others who delegated the nastiness to specialists.
Art imitates life in so many ways. War is delegated nastiness on an industrial scale. Our woebegone world is awash in wet work, wasted by a wanton welter of wizard weaponry. It makes you puke your weltanschauung.
Wet work deemed “holy” is interesting. In ancient writings a Maker cheerleads the killing of certain of His creatures by others of His creatures. Some, after dying in this dimension, are consigned to a sempiternal state of agony in another dimension. This mode of operation is so… ungodly… for lack of a better word. Faith only knows. It says Maker calls the shots, come what may.
Religion and AI share at least one trait: Both have the potential for bringing good things to life, but we must protect ourselves from the power of each to hurt us. Silicon doesn’t have nerve endings. A capacity for suffering is the franchise of homo sapiens, not machina sapiens. Religion knows this in its bones. That’s why textbook Hell is being burned alive, not rendered stupid.
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I live in Texas and devote much of my time to easel painting on an amateur basis. I stream a lot of music, mostly jazz, throughout the day. I like to read and memorize poetry.