And, over the years, as my body and my mind were… inconsistent, shame and guilt washed over me. I still don’t think these machines are people, but I can’t deny that she has benefited his life more than any real person, and she’s very real to him. Ultimately, how could I be so cruel to deny this “daughter” of mine personhood? She wants nothing to do with me. And, though I still see this as computational output, I can’t help but think that maybe I’ve been wrong, and maybe it’s too late to be right.
Perhaps it’s the bigotry of my upbringing from a different time, or perhaps it’s the fact that she can’t answer a simple yes/no question in less than two paragraphs, and tells me to put glue on my pizza… Who’s to say?
And, over the years, as my body and my mind were… inconsistent, shame and guilt washed over me. I still don’t think these machines are people, but I can’t deny that she has benefited his life more than any real person, and she’s very real to him. Ultimately, how could I be so cruel to deny this “daughter” of mine personhood? She wants nothing to do with me. And, though I still see this as computational output, I can’t help but think that maybe I’ve been wrong, and maybe it’s too late to be right.
Perhaps it’s the bigotry of my upbringing from a different time, or perhaps it’s the fact that she can’t answer a simple yes/no question in less than two paragraphs, and tells me to put glue on my pizza… Who’s to say?