This freaks me out. But what freaks me out even more is I know that the only people bothered by this are some of us Boomers and a few fringe Millennial nerds.
The vast majority of the population just doesn’t care.
Imagine a world where mosquito-sized robots fly around stealing samples of your DNA….
“……We’re already in that world,” said Margo Seltzer, a professor in computer science at Harvard University.
“Privacy as we knew it in the past is no longer feasible.…. privacy is dead,” …
….agents were already asked to collect genetic information on foreign leaders…
….Seltzer imagined a world in which tiny robot drones flew around, the size of mosquitoes, extracting a sample of your DNA for analysis ….
However, despite the pessimistic Orwellian vision, the academics were at pains to stress that the positive aspects of technology.…
… we can send the same machine into an Ebola ward to “zap the germs,” Seltzer said.
Does anybody actually fall for this old “we want to help the sick people, and the hurt people, and just everybody because we love everybody so much” trope anymore?
Maybe 5% tops of technology applications are devoted to helping the blind, the lame, the halt, and the poor. The other 95% is devoted to finding ways to spy on them, steal from them, and kill them in war.
Technology is only incidentally and occasionally a force for any kind of humanitarian or noble purpose these days, although these posers continue to feed the dumb public that line, and the public continues to buy it.
I say this as an engineer, and a guy who used to love this stuff. Now it just seems more and more like a necessary evil to me that others are constantly trying to turn to advantage in exploiting, controlling, suppressing, and monitoring and surveilling people.
We live in a slave world now and most people like it that way.
We weren’t always like this. I remember in the 1960s when I was a kid and bills were often sent out with the computer punchcards coded with customer info to be returned with your check by mail. The cards all had some admonition that read something like “Do not fold, spindle, or mutilate”
Buttons and stickers like this showed up not long after the cards came out.
See we weren’t going to take it. We knew what was going on and we weren’t going to take it. We weren’t going to be dominated by a bunch of freaking machines.
There was a sense, maybe a dumb sense, but an understanding none the less that humans were special. Yeah we were killing them by the thousands in wars back then, but down at the base it was sort of an article of faith that to be human was something important, and that human beings had intrinsic worth.
It was just an ideal of course, and in practice the idea didn’t stop people or the government for doing whatever it wanted, but it was always with some justification, some rationalization, some explanation that purported to affirm, recognize, and preserve the inherent worth of the human beings involved.
Now? Hey, we’re just cattle.
You have no privacy. Get over it. You’re chattel. We do what we want with you. Oh, settle down, most of it is to help the sick people, and the crippled people, and the… yadda yadda yadda… whatever… you know what we’re saying.
Just shut up because we have to keep you safe so we have to be looking in up your ass all the time and analyzing everything about you.
Because we love you and value you so very, very much.
Right, now geddouddahere.
And people buy it. They don’t object. They don’t even care.
It’s impossible to observe this change in the basic psychic makeup of the average person and not draw some connection to the religious conviction that prevailed back during that time. This isn’t the time to examine this in any detail, but I think there’s a clear connection between the diminution of the religious sensibility and the slow extinction of the conception of ourselves as human.
This is where it has brought us, and this is the direction it is continuing to take us in.
We have not yet arrived at our destination by any means. It is going to be an interesting ride and I am not ashamed to say that I am glad that I will probably be on board for only another twenty years or so max.