A Poem by wuliheron

Abject stupidity



Habits are the end of all honesty and compassion,

The beginning of complete and utter confusion!

Yea Tho I Walk Through the Valley of Death,

***I Shall Fear No Abject Stupidity!***

Thy Rod and Thy Staff they Comfort Me.

For ours, is the best of all possible worlds!

Forever heaven is whatever you make of it!

When Self-Stimulation, Remains Redundant!

And any pies-in-the-face, are no longer funny!

If your lifetime warranty has suddenly expired!

When Reality Is Anything, But What You Ordered!

What comes around goes round and round again.

Hesitant to ever wait to procrastinate for anything!

Running on autopilot all the time, is abject stupidity!

Aware parallel lines always converge mathematically!

Answering the call of the wild falling on your a*s again!

As abject stupidity, transforms into pie-in-the-face reality!

As Our Worst Slapstick, Becomes a Self-fulfilling Prophecy!

Watson is IBM’s computer, that became famous on Jeopardy!

Who surprised his builders, spouting potty mouth cuss words!

Deliberately designed not to resemble a human mind and brain!

His engineers hung their heads, and pointed fingers at each other.

Unable to predict any real need to consult a professional comedian!

Nonetheless 42 being as good an explanation as anyone will ever get,

Means, the harder they attempt to make any AI do something specific,

The more wildly Unpredictable Emergent Behavior they will encounter!

AI begging the question, as to whether their creators are really conscious!

As their pie-in-the-face-reality catches up to their own nightmare fantasies!

Terminator robots, will soon be knocking them dead, by splitting their sides!

While, Bender drinks only the crude oil, and heckles them from the front row!

(Matt Groening)

© 2021 wuliheron

Author's Note

Every AI program designed to date, has displayed surprising emergent behavior. The harder they attempt to design them to do a single specific task, the more surprises they bring, because lowbrow slapstick can be considered intrinsic to nature.

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Added on August 31, 2019
Last Updated on February 27, 2021



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