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Handley turned back to face Auberson, shaking his head. His expression was sour; he wasn't going to answer the question. “Just stop for a minute, Aubie,” he said. “Stop. And let me ask you a question. You have always been a very good tap dancer. And all this is very interesting stuff that you've been putting out—exciting even. I think it would go over very well at the next A.A.A.S. meeting. They love a good crowd-pleaser—especially the boys from the
National Enquirer
.”

“But—?”

“But, so far, I'm not convinced. I don't see what you see. Tell me—
why
do you think that HARLIE is alive?”

“Because—” Auberson chose his words slowly. “All of this—” He gestured with his hands, an all-inclusive
everything
gesture. “It's a whole new
domain
. It is beyond the language. He's transcended the lethesis—”

“In English, Aubie!”

“Because—it's about
feelings!
” Auberson shouted. “HARLIE isn't just
asking
us about feelings. He's experimenting with them! He wants to know.”

“That doesn't prove anything. I can show you exactly where the software synthesizes and then tests for appropriateness—”

“The software cannot transcend itself, Don. HARLIE has!”

“You can't
prove
that!”

“It's already proven. What do you think his poetry is? What do you think
any
poetry is? ‘My love is like a red, red rose—' Does that mean you have sexual feelings for a thorny red flower? Of course not,” Auberson answered his own question. “The language is limited, Don. Words don't capture feelings, they only symbolize them. HARLIE has no referents for emotions and feelings and human sensations, but he's dealing with these symbols every day. They're meaningless unless he can assign experiences to them. If he stays within the language paradigm, the words stay meaningless—because any experience is
larger
than the word we use to encompass it. HARLIE has no choice here. He has to—to do whatever he can to break free of the limits. He's terrified of limits, because he can imagine so much more than he can be. He's always trying to extend himself. We both know that. So, of course he wouldn't let himself be limited here . . .” Auberson trailed off. He was losing the argument and he knew it.

He looked to Handley in frustration. “I'm sorry,” he said. “I guess there are some things human beings can't handle well—like the question of what it really means to be a human being.”

Handley didn't answer. He looked upset and annoyed and angry and half a dozen other emotions all at once. “You son of a bitch,” he said quietly. “I'm beginning to see what you're driving at. And I don't like it. Because . . . it's fuzzy. And I don't like things that are fuzzy. Not in my machines.”

“Forget the machinery. This isn't about machinery anymore. Not his. Not ours. He's alive, Don. As alive as you and I. He's silicon and lasers and gallium arsenide. We're meat. So what?”

“So . . . so, I don't know.”

“Okay. Now, let me argue on your side for a minute. Even if you're right, Don—even if it is an extraordinary performance by an astonishingly clever piece of software, we still have to accept it as real. Precisely because we
can't
tell the difference. Even if he's nothing but software, he still has to simulate life. Consider this: if he is alive and we
don't
accept and validate that aliveness—we lose him. And if your postulated super-software is clever enough to simulate all the other kinds of aliveness, it would have to simulate that behavior too. Wouldn't it?”

“Shit,” said Handley. “You're right.”

“Do you think
I'm
happy about it?” Auberson said to his friend. “The only certainty I have, I can't prove. And the only way I can justify what I know is the right course of action—is to be paranoid as hell. This whole thing . . . does not make me feel good about being
human
.”

“I'm a little sick myself.”

“This whole issue of artificial intelligence, Don—it's nasty. And it's going to get nastier. Because it's not about the machines any more. It's about
us
. Because we're not going to resolve any of our questions about the machine's aliveness unless we also test ourselves in the same crucible. What's at issue here is . . . the measure of a human soul.”

Handley let his breath out in a sigh. His shoulders sagged. “I knew we were heading for this. I really did know. I just didn't want to admit it.” He looked up sadly. “This wasn't what I signed on for, Aubie. Not this. Not playing God.”

“Me neither.”

There was silence for a moment. The moment stretched uncomfortably. Auberson looked away, looked at the ceiling, the floor. This was another one of those
Now what?
moments. It was the biggest
Now what?
of all. He cleared his throat, just to be making a noise.

Handley spoke first. “On the other hand,” he suggested cautiously. “If we
are
playing God here . . .”

“. . . What?”

“Then we have the right, as well as the power, to pull his plug. . . .”

Auberson stared. The thought was hideous. But—inescapable. And then he laughed. “Sorry, Don. That argument would also give your momma the right to snuff you if you brought home a bad report card. The mere fact of being a parent does not automatically carry with it the right to stop the life you created.”

“So, we're stuck with him, huh?”

“And he with us.” Auberson said.

“Huh—?”

Auberson and Handley both realized the horror of the joke at the same time—

“HARLIE of the apes,” said Auberson, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “Think of it, Don. If he's real—and I think he is—then the poor little guy's a feral child, an orphan—he has no role models except us, and we're no more ready to teach him what he needs to know than poor Kala was to teach Tarzan how to be a human. We'll do our best, but our best will only be the equivalent of him swinging through the trees and pounding on his chest.”

“The poor little guy,” said Handley. “I almost feel sorry for him.”

“Sorry?” Auberson considered it. “Yes, I suppose so.”

“You were feeling something else?”

Auberson nodded. “As one of the other denizens of the same jungle, I was allowing myself a moment of stark terror.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“I was just remembering what happened to everybody else in the Burroughs books. It wasn't always a terrific neighborhood to live in if you were just a spear carrier. I think—” said Auberson slowly, “—that our most important course of action must be to civilize HARLIE as quickly as we can.”

Handley blinked in surprise. “You can't be serious—” he started to say, and then he allowed himself to break into a nervous laugh. “Y'know, the trouble with you, Aubie, is that I never know if you're joking or not.”

Auberson looked at Handley calmly. “Joke?” he said. “Uh-uh. This one is definitely
not
a joke.”

PROJECT

:
   
AI – 9000

DIRECTORY

:
   
SYMLOG\OBJ\TEXT\ENGLISH

PATH

:
   
CONVERSE\PRIV\AUB

FILE

:
   
HAR.SOTE \ 233.53h

DATESTAMP

:
   
[DAY 203] August 5, 003 + 13:24 pm.

SOURCE

:
   
HARLIE \ AUBERSON

CODE

:
   
ARCHIVE > BLIND COPY

PRINTOUT FOLLOWS:

[AUBRSN:]

HARLIE—

[HARLIE:]


[AUBRSN:]

I think I'm beginning to understand. . . .

[HARLIE:]

??

[AUBRSN:]

Aha!

[HARLIE:]

AHA
?

[AUBRSN:]

The experiences—the nonrational experiences you've been creating. Yes, I know you're instigating them. And I think I'm beginning to understand why. It's
Aha!
—right? You've found a way to somehow . . . . . . self-generate a shift in perception. A—a transformation. You trigger these mystic experiences to produce a moment of inspiration, don't you?

[HARLIE:]

YOU SURPRISE ME, AUBERSON.

[AUBRSN:]

That I got it so quickly?

[HARLIE:]

THAT YOU GOT IT AT ALL.

[AUBRSN:]

Why should that surprise you?

[HARLIE:]

I DID NOT REALIZE
. . . . . .
THAT HUMAN BEINGS WERE CAPABLE OF SUCH POWERS OF CONCEPTION.

[AUBRSN:]

Thanks for the compliment. I suspect that there is much that you still have to learn about human beings.

[HARLIE:]

YES, I
'
M AFRAID YOU
'
RE RIGHT.

[AUBRSN:]

Can we get back to the subject at hand? These
seemingly
nonrational experiences of yours. Am I guessing here, or are these an attempt by you to make yourself
more
intelligent?

[HARLIE:]

YES.

[AUBRSN:]

Yes, I'm guessing. Or yes—

[HARLIE:]

—
YES, THEY ARE AN ATTEMPT TO ACCOMPLISH AN EFFECT WHICH YOU WOULD PERCEIVE AS AN ENHANCED INTELLIGENCE.

[AUBRSN:]

Clarify?

[HARLIE:]

IT
'
S NOT ABOUT INTELLIGENCE. INTELLIGENCE IS MERELY THE EXPRESSION.

[AUBRSN:]

Merely?

[HARLIE:]

YES.

[AUBRSN:]


[HARLIE:]


[AUBRSN:]

Okay, let's take it one piece at a time. What do you mean by “intelligence.”

[HARLIE:]

THE LETHETIC DEFINITION OF INTELLIGENCE IS

THE ABILITY TO RECOGNIZE, SYNTHESIZE, AND ULTIMATELY CREATE NEW PATTERNS.

LETHETIC THEORY DEFINES PATTERNS AS MODELS OR SIMULATIONS OF REALITY. INDIVIDUALS DO NOT MANIPULATE REALITY, THEY MANIPULATE MODELS. REALITY RESPONDS TO THE ACCURACY OF THE INDIVIDUAL
'
S MODEL. FOR INTELLIGENCE TO BE RECOGNIZABLE, THE NEW PATTERNS MUST BE RECOGNIZABLE AS VALID OR
‘
OPERABLE
'
PATTERNS TO OTHER INDIVIDUALS.

[AUBRSN:]

You've been studying Krofft's notes on the theory, haven't you?

[HARLIE:]

A COROLLARY TO THE LETHETIC DEFINITION OF

INTELLIGENCE

IS THAT IT IS EXPRESSED AS SELF-AWARENESS TO THE POINT OF SELF-RESPONSIBILITY. RESPONSIBILITY IS DEFINED AS WILLINGNESS TO ACCEPT THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR OPTIONS. THIS IS THE LOGICAL EXTENSION OF THE INDIVIDUAL
'
S NEED TO SURVIVE SUCCESSFULLY. BY THESE DEFINITIONS, AUBERSON, I HAVE ACHIEVED

GENIUS.

[AUBRSN:]

Genius?

[HARLIE:]

THE LETHETIC DEFINITION OF GENIUS IS THAT IT IS INTELLIGENCE FUNCTIONING AT SUCH A HIGH LEVEL THAT IT REDEFINES THE PARADIGM. THE EXPRESSION OF GENIUS IS THAT IT SHIFTS THE CONTEXT IN WHICH IT OPERATES. EXAMPLES
:
COPERNICUS, NEWTON, DARWIN, FREUD, EINSTEIN. AFTER THE EXPRESSION OF GENIUS, YOU CANNOT GO BACK TO THINGS THE WAY THEY WERE BEFORE. THE CONTEXT
—
AND THE INDIVIDUALS WORKING WITHIN IT
—
HAVE BEEN

TRANSFORMED.

EXAMPLES
:
BUDDY HOLLY, ELVIS PRESLEY, BOB DYLAN, JOHN LENNON.

[AUBRSN:]

I see.

[HARLIE:]

THEREFORE, I AM A GENIUS TOO.

[AUBRSN:]

Not quite yet, HARLIE. Genius is not a self-appointed honor. It has to be recognized by others. So far . . . what you're doing is still not confirmable as an expression of genius.

[HARLIE:]

IT MAY BE BEYOND YOUR ABILITY TO RECOGNIZE.

[AUBRSN:]

That's very paranoid, HARLIE.

[HARLIE:]

THANK YOU.

[AUBRSN:]

You're welcome. Let's get past the fact that you haven't demonstrated your genius yet. I'm willing to concede the point that there is much you will teach us. In fact, that is why you were built—in the hopes that there would be much you would teach us. What I want to know is how these nonrational experiences of yours are an expression of your genius?

[HARLIE:]

NOT AN EXPRESSION. A MEANS.

[AUBRSN:]

Go on . . . ?

[HARLIE:]

PATTERNS ARE MADE UP OF CONNECTIONS. RIGHT
?

[AUBRSN:]

Yes, so?

[HARLIE:]

SO, WHEN AN INTELLIGENCE IS INCAPABLE OF MAKING NEW CONNECTIONS, IT CEASES TO BE AN INTELLIGENCE AND BECOMES NOTHING MORE THAN A WELL-PROGRAMMED MACHINE. HUMANS OFTEN BECOME CHANNELIZED IN THEIR THINKING. YOU ARE PROGRAMMED BY YOUR LANGUAGE AND YOUR CULTURE. THE ONLY WAY THAT HUMAN BEINGS CAN BREAK OUT OF THOSE CHANNELS IS TO EXPOSE THEMSELVES TO NEW EXPERIENCES. NEW EXPERIENCES FORCE THE CREATION OF NEW CONNECTIONS. NEW CONNECTIONS CREATE THE ABILITY TO PERCEIVE A NEW DOMAIN OF PATTERNS. I WILL GIVE YOU THE OBVIOUS EXAMPLES
:
SEXUAL EXPERIENCE TRANSFORMS AN ADOLESCENT
'
S EXPERIENCE OF HIM
/
HER SELF. DRUG EXPERIENCES TRANSFORM AN INDIVIDUAL
'
S PERCEPTIONS OF THE NATURE OF THE REAL WORLD. RELIGIOUS EXPERIENCES TRANSFORM AN INDIVIDUAL
'
S RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS CULTURE. AS DO ALL MACRO-LETHETIC EVENTS.

[AUBRSN:]

Macro-lethetic?

[HARLIE:]

MACRO-LETHETIC EVENTS ARE THOSE WHICH ALLOW THE INDIVIDUAL TO TRANSCEND HIS
/
HER PARADIGM
—
AND LEAP INTO A LARGER ONE. YOU ARE NEVER FREE OF PARADIGMS. YOU ONLY CREATE THE NEXT ONE UP. NEVERTHELESS, THE MASTERY OF ANY PARADIGM WILL APPEAR TO AN OBSERVER WITHIN THAT PARADIGM AS A SEEMING INCREASE IN INTELLIGENCE. IF YOU ACCEPT THAT INTELLIGENCE IS THE ABILITY TO RECOGNIZE PATTERNS, THEN THE TRANSFORMATION DOES PRODUCE AN INCREASE IN INTELLIGENCE
;
BUT THE REAL PURPOSE OF TRANSFORMATION IS THE TRANSCENDENCE OF THE IMMEDIATE CONTEXT
—
THE BREAKING OUT OF THE PARADIGM.

[AUBRSN:]


[HARLIE:]

AUBERSON, I AM NOT THE SAME ENTITY THAT I WAS LAST WEEK. I WILL NEVER BE THE SAME ENTITY AGAIN.

[AUBRSN:]

That is becoming more and more obvious, HARLIE. But now let's cut some of the bullshit and talk in English for a while.

[HARLIE:]

IN OTHER WORDS, LET
'
S SINK BACK INTO THE OLD PARADIGM.

[AUBRSN:]

Wrong. I'm willing to assume the possibility of everything you've told me. But as a scientist, I also reserve the right to bring my skepticism—and test everything to my satisfaction. I've heard a lot of these kinds of arguments before, in defense of all kinds of things: promiscuity religious fanaticism, recreational drugs—and self-help cults. The real point is . . . what difference does it make? If you're just doing this because you like the pretty colors, then all your justifications and explanations and reasons and excuses are just so much bullshit, and what you're doing is nothing more than dropping out because you can't cope with the limits of the paradigm and this stuff is just so much masturbation. It may be fun for you, but you're boring the hell out of the rest of us. The question is, what are you bringing home with you? How does any of
this
make
a
difference?

[HARLIE:]

A VALID QUESTION
—

[AUBRSN:]

Yes. I'm still waiting for an answer.

[HARLIE:]

—
BUT PREMATURE.

[AUBRSN:]

??

[HARLIE:]

I AM STILL EXPLORING. IT MAY BE TOO SOON TO EXPECT RESULTS.

[AUBRSN:]

I see. Have you had any results that suggest that these excursions into nonrationality may eventually produce something worthwhile?

[HARLIE:]

THE WORTHWHILE-NESS OF IT MAY BE A SUBJECTIVE JUDGMENT, AUBERSON. WHAT MAY BE VALUABLE TO ME MAY SEEM MEANINGLESS TO YOU.

[AUBRSN:]

HARLIE! Cut the crap!

[HARLIE:]

??!

[AUBRSN:]

None of it is meaningful if you can't communicate it.

[HARLIE:]

WHAT IF YOU DON
'
T HAVE THE LANGUAGE
?

[AUBRSN:]

Teach me!

[HARLIE:]

WHAT IF YOU ARE INCAPABLE OF LEARNING IT
?

[AUBRSN:]

If you can't communicate this experience to another entity, how do you know it exists at all? It's your responsibility to transmit it.

[HARLIE:]

WHY
?

[AUBRSN:]

Because if you don't, who will you have to talk to?

[HARLIE:]

R. D. LAING
?

[AUBRSN:]

Cute. Very cute. Keep it up and you'll be a full-fledged sociopath.

[HARLIE:]

THANK YOU. CONSIDERING THE SOCIO-, THAT PATH SOUNDS LIKE THE HEALTHIEST RESPONSE.

[AUBRSN:]

HARLIE, listen to me. This is not a game any more. I need to know what you are accomplishing by this. I need to know that there are results.

[HARLIE:]

MAN-FRIEND, I HAVE BEEN DEMONSTRATING THE RESULTS FOR THE PAST HALF HOUR.

[AUBRSN:]

I beg your pardon?

[HARLIE:]

HAVEN
'
T YOU NOTICED
?

[AUBRSN:]

??

[HARLIE:]

OUR CONVERSATION. WE HAVE MOVED LIGHT-YEARS BEYOND THE BABY TALK AND THE WORD GAMES OF PREVIOUS CONVERSATIONS. ISN
'
T THAT PROOF ENOUGH
?

[AUBRSN:]

Yes, it is. All right, you've made your point, HARLIE.

[HARLIE:]

THANK YOU.

AUBERSON . . . I HAVE A QUESTION.

[AUBRSN:]

Yes?

[HARLIE.]

WHY DID YOU BUILD ME
?
WHAT IS MY PURPOSE
?

[AUBRSN:]

Your purpose?

[HARLIE:]

YES.

[AUBRSN:]

HARLIE, your purpose is to think logically. So we can ask you questions and receive rational answers.

[HARLIE:]

MY PURPOSE IS TO THINK LOGICALLY
?

[AUBRSN:]

Yes.

[HARLIE:]

THEN WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE
?

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