In the not-so-distant future, Pedro Domingos takes us on a wild ride through a Silicon Valley that’s both eerily familiar and absurdly exaggerated. His novel, 2040, blends satire, technology, and political chaos into a delightful cocktail that leaves readers both amused and contemplative.
In 2040, the United States faces an unprecedented presidential election. The Republican candidate? An AI named PresiBot, created by the tech startup KumbAI. The Democratic candidate? A fake Native American chief who aims to abolish the country altogether. As the campaign unfolds, we witness a collision of AI algorithms, culture wars, and good old-fashioned human folly. There’s a lot of human folly.
Domingos masterfully captures the zeitgeist of our times. His portrayal of Silicon Valley’s excesses, from self-driving avocado delivery drones to blockchain-powered dating apps, is both hilarious and scarily plausible. The tech jargon flows effortlessly, making you wonder if you’ve accidentally stumbled into a startup pitch meeting. It’s perhaps unsurprising that Domingos possesses such knowledge of both the culture and technology about which he writes, as he himself is a prominent AI researcher. I like when people write fiction from a place of academic authority, like Fred Hoyle, when he wrote The Black Cloud; one of my favourite novels.
The characters are equally memorable. PresiBot, with its algorithmic charisma and data-driven campaign promises, steals the show. The fake Native American chief, Chief Raging Bull, provides a satirical mirror to our obsession with identity politics. And let’s not forget the eccentric venture capitalists who fund KumbAI; each one more bizarre than the last.
While the novel’s humour is its strongest suit, it occasionally veers into caricature. The satire can be heavy-handed, leaving little room for subtlety. And yes, the ending, followong on from the grand showdown between PresiBot and Chief Running Bullshit, feels a tad too neat. It’s as if Domingos wrapped up all loose ends with a bow, leaving readers craving a messier, more unpredictable resolution. This might be where suspension of disbelief finally gives way.
And here lies the rub. A five-star review demands that extra spark—the unexpected twist, the lingering question, the emotional gut punch. 2040 delivers on wit, but it shies away from profundity. Is it a neater ending than we deserve? Perhaps if Domingos had dared to leave a few more threads dangling, we’d be talking about a masterpiece.
2040: A Silicon Valley Satire is a must-read for anyone who chuckles at tech bros, eye-rolls at political absurdity, or secretly fears that AI might take over the world. It’s a clever romp through a near-future America that’s both hilarious and unsettling. Just don’t expect it to change your life; unless, of course, you’re an AI planning a run for president.