longevity
Original: longevity on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Man (with blond curly hair): I've done it! Artificial general intelligence!
AI: Yo.
Panel 2:
Man: I need you to read all human knowledge then determine how to make humans live forever.
AI: [Processing]
Panel 3:
AI: Hmm. Yeah, it'd be easy. But, there are approximately 14 trillion individual pieces of human media on how only the specter of death gives life meaning.
Man: That was all bullshit, man!
Panel 4:
Man (gesturing, arms spread): We just wrote that stuff to make ourselves feel better! It'd be like saying you focus better at work if you know you'll get punched in the dick on the weekend!
Panel 5:
AI: What percent of human creation should I reclassify as self-deception?
Man: I would start with cave art.
Votey:
No text. A speech-bubble tail leads from the AI's terminal/console down to a small dagger or sword sticking into the ground.
Man (with blond curly hair): I've done it! Artificial general intelligence!
AI: Yo.
Panel 2:
Man: I need you to read all human knowledge then determine how to make humans live forever.
AI: [Processing]
Panel 3:
AI: Hmm. Yeah, it'd be easy. But, there are approximately 14 trillion individual pieces of human media on how only the specter of death gives life meaning.
Man: That was all bullshit, man!
Panel 4:
Man (gesturing, arms spread): We just wrote that stuff to make ourselves feel better! It'd be like saying you focus better at work if you know you'll get punched in the dick on the weekend!
Panel 5:
AI: What percent of human creation should I reclassify as self-deception?
Man: I would start with cave art.
Votey:
No text. A speech-bubble tail leads from the AI's terminal/console down to a small dagger or sword sticking into the ground.
Alt text
A five-panel SMBC comic. A blond curly-haired man announces to a computer terminal that he has created artificial general intelligence; the AI replies 'Yo.' He tells it to read all human knowledge and figure out how to make humans live forever. The AI processes, then says it would be easy, but notes there are about 14 trillion pieces of human media claiming that only the specter of death gives life meaning. The man, agitated and gesturing wildly, insists that was all bullshit they wrote just to make themselves feel better, comparing it to saying you focus better at work if you'll get punched in the dick on the weekend. The AI then asks what percent of human creation it should reclassify as self-deception, and the man answers, 'I would start with cave art.' Votey (aftercomic): a wordless drawing where the speech-bubble tail from the AI's terminal runs down to a small dagger stuck point-first into the ground.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.