I’m afraid I’m a wee bit of a naturalist, and my concept of they cyborg is a bit well… dystopian. I blame all the horror novels I read as a kid. I think my negative view on the future of the cyborg is also quite oddly hilarious. I’m an optimistic fellow.
Damn you, Horror writer (and my newest scapegoat) Stephen King! Robbing my rosy view of the future!
Now, I’m not anti-pacemaker or “anti-progress”. I’m no luddite. I don’t scream “Doomsday” when I think of using technologies to aid us medically. It’s when we enter the realm of tinkering with our brains, or the whole concept of AI, that gives me a skeptical and cautious, outlook. Today, in class, Tyrel and I discussed about what is the “cyborg of the future”, something that is plausible, but not implimented today. We talked about a brain/machine interaction. Something far beyond bluetooth technologies, and into the realm of science fiction. You know, nerdy Star Trek Borg stuff where you can download memories and “rewire” a person with a flick of a switch.
When it comes to technology, I can’t help but to reflect on the possible the negative impact it can have on a person, on social interaction, and the world at large. Now, I won’t be as glib to say that “the internet will force us to be antisocial!” or any other such nonsense. And, currently, I really don’t perceive modern ICTs as creating vast negative consequences. It’s more the future I’m worried about.
Furthermore, Peal Jam’s “Do the evolution” is the first thing I thought about when pondering everything in class today. I’ll provide it here, but I have to warn you, It’s dark, dark, dark. Near the end of the film is where the my dystopian cyborg model comes in, with the people becoming “slaves to the machine”
