Bad and good
When I
lived on our farm with my parents AI meant something different. It meant that
our bull was not needed and the vet came to visit our cows instead. The big bull,
kept in an iron gated pen in the corner of our yard, was redundant. AI was
artificial Insemination in those days. Nowadays it is Artificial Intelligence.
Mind you I saw someone famous on the TV who got them both muddled up the other
day.
AI is
now seen as a threat and there was an AI conference held at Bletchley. I did
not hear much about it afterwards but there is nothing to worry about –
apparently.
Last
night I saw the new Beatles song called ‘Now And Then’, I saw and heard John
Lennon and George Harrison (both deceased) singing along with real life Paul McCartney
and Ringo Starr. How can this be? Well, it can because of new technology which
can deceive us and we see the dead along with the living and we cannot tell
which is which if we do not know already.
This
is an unknown hidden world and I am not sure that there are safety rules in
place that we all must adhere to. There are fake videos I have seen of people I
‘know’ from TV telling me things and it may not true. Celebrities do not necessarily
own their real image and voice. There could
be lots of misleading information presented to us and we could believe it.
I love
it when my mobile predicts the words that I am going to write in my text. But
sometimes I am concerned that it knows what I am going to write before I have
even thought of it. The Bletchley conference is a concern after all.
Back
on safer ground I have been selling my books at a local craft fair along with
other authors. It was all so exciting and I met such interesting people. One person
had lived in Russia, someone came to talk to us who had worked for the BBC, one
person bought five of our different books because she could not decide which
one to get and one had sent a book of mine abroad to her daughter so that she could
learn English. What a good time we had.
But our ash trees are not having such a good time in our garden. Our beautiful trees throughout the country seem to be slowly succumbing to ash die-back. Here at home, we have two old ash trees, one does not seem to be thriving, some branches are dropping off. Our trees are dying and we cannot solve it for all our technology.
(Taken from my column in the Shropshire Star)
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