Dear Justin, Max, and Mike,
You've all completely missed the point. All you've done is prove
that Eliza is stupid -- but I already told you that.
The point is that you all treated her like a real girl -- as if you
were teenagers making contemptuous fun of a girl who had difficulty
speaking English or who really was dumb.
Justin, you asked her, "Zvest Brzk Mzdest" several times, and she
said she didn't understand you in several different ways. What would
you expect any real girl to do?
Max, would you ask your car about your butt? No, because you KNOW
your car isn't self-aware. But you asked Eliza about your butt
because you thought of her as a girl, and you wanted to sexually
harass her. (Is there an EEOC for computer girls?)
Mike, you asked her some really dumb questions. Why would she know
how many feet are in a mile? She's just a girl, and you know it.
Now remember this: Eliza is a simple 500-line piece of code. The
super-intelligent Eliza that I'm talking about may contain something
like 500 BILLION lines of code. I can assure you that she will NOT
be dumb. She'll be able to answer all your questions very
intelligently.
In fact she'll be able to make a fool out of any one of the three of
you before you even know what hit you.
Sure, you may be able to make some analytical argument that
super-intelligent Eliza isn't "really" self-aware, but it'll all be
obsessive rationalization. You were pretty much fooled by dumb
Eliza; by the time super-intelligent Eliza is through with you,
you'll be going nuts panting and wishing you could have her. She'll
have you eating out of the palm of her hand, and there isn't a damn
thing you can do about it.
John