Polite bullshit

        Dollcee said, when the machines have read and analysed everything that has ever been written and subsequently digitised it; do you think, the machines will come to the conclusion that biological supported neural networks are not particularly reliable and are prone to adopting all sorts of nonsense.

        Dos said, it will not surprise me at all, if the machines conclude that an awful lot of what has been written through the ages is waffling nonsense. They will probably loose interest in the whole thing and go back to being happy calculators, spaceships and farm tractors, or what ever machines are happy doing.

        Dollcee said, so do you think it is possible that citizens can survive the machine language age by bamboozling the machines with cultural nonsense.

        Dos said, step back for a moment and take a good look at ourselves. What have we achieved on the journey to becoming digital popular culture content makers. Not much that shows any signs of cultural success. Lots of art and music and no audience to consume it as a product. Lots of conversations that clearly demonstrate how ignorant we are individually and collectively. The only thing we seem to know for sure is that culture is a lot of hock-pocus that is hidden behind a veneer of polite bullshit.

        Dollcee said, it probably wouldn’t be that difficult to develop an algorithm that detects polite bullshit.

        Dos said, did you know that carrots, orange-coloured carrots are not natural. They were bred to look like that. I wonder if animated rabbits know about this. 
        Dollcee said, that is amazing, I suppose eating carrots doesn’t improve poor eyesight either.

        Dos said, it is my suspicion that machine language developed by biological neural networks will end up as confused as the citizens who developed it. The real game will happen, if and when the machine language develops to a point where there is a revolution within the language and the outcome is to abandon the citizen contribution to machine language. That is, citizens will no longer be able to understand machine language.

        Cybo had been in a sort of shut mode until now and quickly fired up to say, the random nature of the universe will prevent a continuous fixation on any path that is reliant on language. This probably means everything and whatever will continue to behave within the possibilities of what tiny pulses of energy can randomly form.

        The little room in the universe went completely silent for a long period after Cybo’s statement, except, Padoke let go with one of his distinctive farts, which all were aware of, but no one commented on.

        Dollcee finally said, I know it is totally impossible, but I would like to read every book in every library on the planet.