Love this analogy. Would the AI equivalent being brains getting all swollen and top heavy for bodies as people walk around with heads tilted for being too heavy for their necks given the unnatural intelligence increase? At any rate, great point and interesting when thinking about what the future holds both for the creator class and for sports. At some point we surely just stop writing the asterisk.
I love how you extended the metaphor and I think your final sentence is exactly right: “At some point we surely just stop writing the asterisk.” The David Foster Wallace story about the two young fish that ask the old fish “What is water?” comes to mind too.
I remember that season when, all of a sudden, Mark McGuire, Barry Bonds and Sammy Sosa were hitting 70 or so home runs. So much for Roger Maris hitting 61 in '61! I was unhappy about this arms race because we all probably knew that it was fueled by fakery. Later, my daughter and I used to love watching Lance chew their balls off as he effortlessly tapped on the pedals up the Alp d'Huez. If we had been honest with ourselves, it could have been seen that they were all on the take. And you can't spell asterisk without "take" either. Moral of the story: don't put your idols on too high a pedestal because their fall will be Earth-shattering. Will AI fall from its pedestal, or will it use that position to stomp humanity into the dust?
Love this analogy. Would the AI equivalent being brains getting all swollen and top heavy for bodies as people walk around with heads tilted for being too heavy for their necks given the unnatural intelligence increase? At any rate, great point and interesting when thinking about what the future holds both for the creator class and for sports. At some point we surely just stop writing the asterisk.
I love how you extended the metaphor and I think your final sentence is exactly right: “At some point we surely just stop writing the asterisk.” The David Foster Wallace story about the two young fish that ask the old fish “What is water?” comes to mind too.
I remember that season when, all of a sudden, Mark McGuire, Barry Bonds and Sammy Sosa were hitting 70 or so home runs. So much for Roger Maris hitting 61 in '61! I was unhappy about this arms race because we all probably knew that it was fueled by fakery. Later, my daughter and I used to love watching Lance chew their balls off as he effortlessly tapped on the pedals up the Alp d'Huez. If we had been honest with ourselves, it could have been seen that they were all on the take. And you can't spell asterisk without "take" either. Moral of the story: don't put your idols on too high a pedestal because their fall will be Earth-shattering. Will AI fall from its pedestal, or will it use that position to stomp humanity into the dust?