I have a new baby so I don’t come out from under my mommy rock much these days, but even I can sense a dawning popular interest in the Singularity phenomenon. The term, first coined by SF author Vernor Vinge, refers to a hypothetical future state in which computers become smarter than the human mind, and people use computers to enhance their brain capacity – essentially creating Human 2.0.
Or, in a scarier scenario, the Singularity is where we get to “kiss our asses goodbye.” The new Terminator show, the Sarah Connor Chronicles, gets into the idea of a hard takeoff into Singularity, and a recent PBS special (first aired in 2006 by the BBC) also looked at the potential dangers of the rise of an unfriendly AI.
What I’ve always wondered is how to square the idea of uploading human consciousness with the concept of the human soul. Are we anything more than an incredibly complex electrochemical synaptic system? Can the ineffable mystery of something like love live on a computer interface?
These questions are the ones I explore in my March release, NETHERWOOD: in what I like to think of as a Singularity love story.
This is also the kind of stuff I think about while waiting on the carpool line or testing melons for ripeness at the supermarket. Yes, in the immortal words of Anne Lamott, my mind is a bad neighborhood where I try not to go alone.
~Michele