Xia Xia Technique:The Revolution of Emotion





Religious Objection
Thinking is a function of man's immortal soul; therefore, a machine cannot think. In attempting to construct such machines we should not be irreverently usurping His power of creating souls, any more than we are in the procreation of children: rather we are, in either case, instruments of His will providing mansions for the souls that He creates.
'Heads in the Sand' Objection
The consequences of machines thinking would be too dreadful. Let us hope and believe that they cannot do so.
Mathematical Objections
This objection uses mathematical theorems, such as Gödel's incompleteness theorem, to show that there are limits to what questions a computer system based on logic can answer.
Argument From Consciousness
Not until a machine can write a sonnet or compose a concerto because of thoughts and emotions felt, and not by the chance fall of symbols, could we agree that machine equals brain.
Arguments from various disabilities
These arguments all have the form "a computer will never do X."
Lady Lovelace's Objection
Computers are incapable of originality.
Argument from continuity in the nervous system
Modern neurological research has shown that the brain is not digital. Even though neurons fire in an all-or-nothing pulse, both the exact timing of the pulse and the probability of the pulse occurring have analog components
Argument from the informality of behaviour
Any system governed by laws will be predictable and therefore not truly intelligent
Extra-sensory perception
Conditions could be created in which mind-reading would not affect the test.

Within thirty years, we will have the technological means to create superhuman intelligence. Shortly after, the human era will be ended


Whenever technology approaches a barrier, new technologies will surmount it

We will sing of great crowds excited by work, by pleasure, and by riot; we will sing of the multicolored, polyphonic tides of revolution in the modern capitals; we will sing of the vibrant nightly fervor of arsenals and shipyards blazing with violent electric moons; greedy railway stations that devour smoke-plumed serpents; factories hung on clouds by the crooked lines of their smoke; bridges that stride the rivers like giant gymnasts, flashing in the sun with a glitter of knives; adventurous steamers that sniff the horizon; deep-chested locomotives whose wheels paw the tracks like the hooves of enormous steel horses bridled by tubing; and the sleek flight of planes whose propellers chatter in the wind like banners and seem to cheer like an enthusiastic crowd.