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350 pages, Paperback
Published January 1, 2024
No bee has an overall plan for the honeycomb in its head; all it has is an instinct to turn in a circle and spit wax while adjacent bees do the same. The wax lines press against each other to form a hexagon, the polygon with the closest packing ratio, and the honeycomb is the emergent result.If self-driving cars can’t fit the environment, the next step is to make the environment fit self-driving cars. Longer, straighter streets, fewer pedestrian crossings. Closed loops between suburb and industrial campus. Sealed streets, funneled bodies. Where, then, do the people without the cars go? Not to the robotic roadways, not to the crosswalks or the curbs, not anywhere that driverless cars have dominion, or even a potential appearance.
The more intelligent the environment, the less intelligence one needs to put in the heads of the agents in an artificial life simulation, because the environment’s structured specificities make it possible for the agents to evolve emergent complexities through their interactions with it.
...Many scholars choose to go into the humanities because they do not like the emphasis in the sciences on finding answers to well-defined questions. Indeed, they tend to believe that interesting questions do not have definite answers at all, offering instead endless opportunities for exploring problematics. They fear that if definite answers were established, interpretation would be shut down and further research would be funneled into increasingly narrow avenues...If computer algorithms could establish definite answers (such as whether or not a certain word appeared in a text, and if so how frequently), then for her and like-minded scholars, the open space that the humanities has established for qualitative inquiry as a bulwark against quantitative results was at risk of crumbling, and all that would be left would be studies dominated by quantitative measures.Writ large, the fear of the literary theorist being squeezed out by value derivatives applies to my worry about driverless cars; if you leave the literary interpretation—or the driving, or the targeted ads, or the music playlists—to quantitative analysis, then every problem must needs be reduced down to its quantitative components. “If all you have is a hammer,” then every problem looks like it can solved with frequency evaluations.
If control in the sense of anticipating all relevant consequences and using this foreknowledge to determine the future has been consigned to the dustbin of history, its demise reveals that the very attempts to render formal (mathematical and computational) systems tractable by rigorous procedures defining boundaries and establishing protocols have confirmed the existence of what lies beyond those boundaries: the incomputable, the undecidable, and the unknowableBut the dream of perfect math uncovering perfect knowledge of the future hasn’t gone down without a fight—it has just retreated into these little pocket universes where the things that are measurable became the only metric worth caring about. How many clicks, how many app downloads, how many steps, how many calories: Things that can be counted matter more. Society hasn’t been shaped around reality so much as reality has been bent to conform to something that can be counted and controlled by society.
Having invoked the idea of power (most tellingly in the book’s title, and in passing throughout), I will now indicate how power—and its handmaiden, politics, appear in this framework.I would love to talk about my joy at seeing a reference to Berlant’s insight into The Intuitionist:
Despite the intelligent criticism [The Intuitionist] has attracted from such outstanding critics as Lauren Berlant...Or thrilled to discuss the purposeful, structural attenuation of responsibility inherent in UAVs:
With technologies capable of significant decision making—for example, autonomous drones—it does not seem sufficient to call them “mediators,” for they perform as actors in situations with ethical and moral consequencesOr happy to delve into my personal disconnect for new materialism and Deleuze in general—how that an entire chapter slowed me to a crawl, my enjoyment collapsing like a star going supernova as I began to wonder if I even needed this book in the first place. Each or any of these small bits could be spun off into a thousand thoughts; this is a book that incubates a new idea on every page. But new for me, and the thing I cannot stop thinking about, is The Chinese Room.
Imagine a native English speaker who knows no Chinese locked in a room full of boxes of Chinese symbols together with a book of instructions for manipulating the symbols. Imagine that people outside the room send in other Chinese symbols which, unknown to the person in the room, are questions in Chinese. And imagine that by following the instructions in the program the man in the room is able to pass out Chinese symbols which are correct answers to the questions. The program enables the person in the room to pass the Turing Test for understanding Chinese but he does not understand a word of Chinese.This hypo has wormed its way into my brain, and while it seems settled—the point is that the man doesn’t know written Chinese—Unthought almost casually refutes this. Take the room as a whole—every small component that allows production of comprehensible strings of symbols, man included—and the room does, in fact, “know” written Chinese. This, then, is the major synecdoche for the book; an expansion in what is allowed to be viewed as capable of cognition.