Patents by genetic algorithms
- patent using genetic algorithms to patent everything they can permutate from an initial description of a problem domain –all possibilities.
(process: patents boomerang: Two of them are keepers, and he files immediately and passes title to the Free Infrastructure Foundation. Two more ideas salvaged from the risk of tide-pool monopolization, set free to spawn like crazy in the sea of memes.)
- do this for free. In return->virtual immunity, reputation instead of cash
Agalmic future
Resource allocation isn't a problem anymore – it's going to be over within a decade.
can borrow as much bandwidth as we need from the first universal bank of entropy
A network of Interlocking unmanned shell companies
retained by it as a technical contractor with non-executive power, reporting to the president:
(The president of agalmic.holdings.root.184.97.AB5 is agalmic.holdings.root.184.97.201. The secretary is agalmic.holdings.root.184.D5, and the chair is agalmic.holdings.root.184.E8.FF. All the shares are owned by those companies in equal measure, regulations are written in Python)
- companies with names like agalmic.holdings.root.8E.F0 screaming for the attention of their transitive director. Each of these companies – and there are currently more than sixteen thousand of them, although the herd is growing day by day – has three directors and is the director of three other companies. Each of them executes a script in a functional language; the directors tell the company what to do, and the instructions include orders to pass instructions on to their children. In effect, they are a flock of cellular automata, like the cells in Conway's Game of Life, only far more complex and powerful.-companies form a programmable grid. Some of them are armed with capital in the form of patents filed, then delegated rather than passing on to one of the Free Foundations. Some of them are effectively nontrading, but occupy directorial roles. Their corporate functions (such as filing of accounts and voting in new directors) are all handled centrally through company-operating framework, and their trading is carried out via several of the more popular B2B enabler dot-coms. Internally, the companies do other, more obscure load-balancing computations, processing resource-allocation problems like a classic state central planning system.
- Someone has found a means to do for lawsuits what is doing for companies
- sold a controlling interest in agalmic.holdings.root.1.1.1 to Athene Accelerants BV, a venture capital outfit from Maastricht. One dot one dot one is the root node of the central planning tree. Athene aren't your usual VC, they're accelerants – they take explosive business plans and detonate them
- not freed the music. Instead, signed the rights over to various actors and threads running inside the agalmic holdings network – currently one million, forty-eight thousand, five hundred and seventy-five companies. They swap rights rapidly – the rights to any given song are resident in a given company for, all of fifty milliseconds at a time and turned the network into a firewall to protect freed intellectual property.
Reputation market
-distributed Internet reputation servers, publicly traded.
- publicly traded reputation is strictly technical. (not emotional)
- Reputations only of use to those alive to own certain commodities.(e.g. music)
- releasing a bulletin about current activities -> an effect on the reputation marketplace
Space hotels
Matrioshka brains
-Trading energy for space
-Dismantle planets. Build masses of free-flying nanocomputing processor nodes exchanging data via laser link, each layer running off the waste heat of the next one in. Matrioshka brains, Russian doll Dyson spheres the size of solar systems. About twenty, thirty years. from 2010
the latest on the tensor-mode gravitational waves in the cosmic background radiation which, it is theorized, may be waste heat generated by irreversible computational processes back during the inflationary epoch; the present-day universe being merely the data left behind by a really huge calculation.
(The latest figures: seventy percent of the baryonic mass of the M31 galaxy was in computronium, two-point-nine million years ago)
New Technology
Genomic engineering
- telomere reconstruction and hexose-denatured protein reduction are available in private clinics for those who are willing to surrender their pensions. Progress is expected to speed up shortly, as the fundamental patents in genomic engineering begin to expire; the Free Chromosome Foundation has already published a manifesto calling for the creation of an intellectual-property-free genome with improved replacements for all commonly defective exons.- some radical libertarians claim that, as the technology matures, death – with its draconian curtailment of property and voting rights – will become the biggest civil rights issue of all.- most veterinary insurance policies now cover cloning of pets in the event of their accidental and distressing death.
Implants
-New with the decade are cheap enhanced immune systems, brain implants that hook right into the Chomsky organ and talk to their owners through their own speech centers, and widespread public paranoia about limbic spam
- from being a medical procedure to help the blind see and the autistic talk, intrathecal implants have blossomed into a must-have accessory for the now-clade
- If they screw up, there're neural growth cofactors and cheap replacement stem cells
New born babies
-Their unborn daughter, frozen in liquid nitrogen, is an unimplanted 96-hour-old blastula. Pam's bought into the whole Parents for Traditional Children parasite meme. PTC are germ-line recombination refuseniks: They refuse to have their children screened for fixable errors.
- antenatal-clinic gene scanners, checking for hereditary disorders
- viewing rights via the clinic webcam
Virtual 3D Image
-He prods at the highly polished rosewood desktop. The wood grain slips, sliding into a strangely different conformation, generating random dot stereoisograms – messages for his eyes only.
-their VR environment painstakingly sculpted, but it still doesn't break down the language barrier completely.
-As she vacates her office, the minister flickers off behind her, leaving the far wall the dull gray of a cold display panel. Gianni is in Rome, she's in Paris, Markus is in Düsseldorf, and Eva's in Wroclaw. There are others, trapped in digital cells scattered halfway across an elderly continent, but as long as they don't try to shake hands, they're free to shout across the office at each other. Their confidences and dirty jokes tunnel through multiple layers of anonymized communication.
Processors/ AI
Metacortex
-a distributed cloud of software agents that surrounds him in netspace, borrowing CPU cycles from convenient processors (such as his robot pet) – is as much a part of Manfred as the society of mind that occupies his skull; his thoughts migrate into it, spawning new agents to research new experiences, and at night, they return to roost and share their knowledge.-microelectrodes in his hypothalamus trigger sensitive neurons.
-Others can have private keys to his hypothalamus, and sod the metacortex
- He still can't access the inner mysteries of his soul (including his personal memories); they're locked and barred pending biometric verification of his identity and a quantum key exchange
- Sometimes he isn't certain he's still human; too many threads of his consciousness seem to live outside his head, reporting back whenever they find something interesting. Sometimes he feels like a puppet, and that frightens him because it's one of the early-warning signs of schizophrenia. And it's too early for anyone out there to be trying to hack exocortices
-he nearly shuts down the thalamic–limbic shunt interface that lets him feel their emotions.
-plunges into one of those unavoidable fits of deep interaction, fingers twitching on invisible keypads and eyeballs jiggling as his glasses funnel deep media straight into his skull through the highest bandwidth channel currently available.
-his social secretary remembers her for him, whispers in his ear
personal network devices
New communication:
-one of the hipper floaters has planted a contact bug on it, and the vCards of all the personal network owners who've have visited the bar in the past three hours are queuing up for attention. The air is full of ultrawideband chatter, WiMAX and 'tooth both
- His PDA discreetly swaps digital fingerprints,
-touch, exchanging vCards and instant-messaging handles
-bar-code reader.
-reactivate, deactivated engagement,
-Annette does a doubletake as her thesaurus conspires with her open government firmware and dumps a geographical database of city social services into her sensorium
-New laws: There's a limit to how much his agents can tell him about her – European privacy laws are draconian by American standards – but he knows the essentials
camera earrings
encoding everything for the company memory.,recording everything she says
Glass
How it works:
-running the neural networks that interface with his meatbrain
- They've got bandwidth coming out the wazoo, distributed engines running a bazillion inscrutable search tasks, and a whole slew of high-level agents that collectively form a large chunk of the society of mind that is their owner's personality.
-There are microcams built into the frame of the glasses, pickups in the earpieces; everything is spooled into the holographic cache in the belt pack, before being distributed for remote storage.-In a very real sense, the glasses are Manfred, regardless of the identity of the soft machine with its eyeballs behind the lenses.
Fuctions:
-Take photo, do photoshop, connect to web: He glances up and grabs a pigeon, crops the shot, and squirts it at his weblog to show he's arrived.
-dialogue window
-bring up to date on the news
-translation stream in glasses
-zoom in and grab a particularly fetching Fokker triplane that buzzes at face height through the crowd: He pipes the image stream up to one of his websites in real time.
- Rewind the video stream to Stolypin's necktie party and start out fresh
- whispering into his ears in stereo
- graphs in lurid colors are filling up his peripheral vision, like the hallucinations of a drugged marketroid.
mobile phones
Can think and connected with other systems
-Two of his mobile phones are bickering moronically, disputing ownership of his grid bandwidth, his memory is missing.
- Her personal intruder telemetry has just e-mailed her wristphone, and it's displaying a rotating yellow exclamation point, which means that according to the published police crime stats, this place is likely to do grievous harm to her insurance premiums.- the exclamation mark on her watch has turned red and begun to flash:
ear-mounted cameras
Work automatically:
rebooting repeatedly: They panic every eight hundred milliseconds, whenever they realize that they're alone on his personal area network without the comforting support of a hub to tell them where to send his incoming sensory feed.
Clothes
wind-burned smooth-running muscles clad in a paean to polymer technology: electric blue lycra and wasp yellow carbonate with a light speckling of anti collision LEDs and tight-packed air bags
- His bush jacket has sixty-four compact supercomputing clusters sewn into it, four per pocket,
- She mutters at her lapel, "Phone, call an ambulance’’
Suitcase
-With emotion: the lost souls of suitcases crying for their owners
-Can Speak: ‘’Hello, sir, have a nice day, how may I be of service?" the yellow plastic suitcase on the counter says chirpily.
-integral induction-charged rollers and a keen sense of loyalty
- not just GPS, but a Galileo tracker, a gazetteer the size of an old-time storage area network, and an iron determination to follow its owner as far as the gates of hell if necessary.
-Manfred bends down and faces the camera in its handle
-the handle heat up as it imprints on his fingerprints, digital and phenotypic.
snaps his fingers. The suitcase rolls toward him
- With a capacity of about a trillion terabytes, the suitcase's holographic storage reservoir has enough capacity to hold every music, film, and video production of the twentieth century with room to spare.
Pets
-unpacks the pet, plugs in a fresh set of cells to charge
-upgradeable
-using an open source development kit to extend their suite of neural networks
-he messaged Aineko to round up his baggage and meet him at St. Pancras Station, in a terminal like the shell of a giant steel woodlouse.
- the mouth produces no saliva, the throat opens on no stomach or lungs
- microprobes in its underside replace the hairs that fell out earlier in the day.
->Replace human jobs
-Humans aren't needed on the end of a phone anymore.
-Humans aren't in demand for shelf stacking either, these days.
Uploads
-Am apologize for we not use commercial translation software. Interpreters are ideologically suspect, mostly have capitalist semiotics and pay-per-use APIs.
-Spawn billion-node neural network, and download Teletubbies and Sesame Street at maximum speed. Pardon excuse entropy overlay of bad grammar
- digital fingerprints
- Am have been badly burned by viral end-user license agreements. Have no desire to experiment with patent shell companies held by Chechen infoterrorists.
- researchers are uploading lobsters into cyberspace, starting with the stomatogastric ganglion, one neuron at a time.
-Panulirus interruptus, with lexical engine and good mix of parallel hidden level neural simulation for logical inference of networked data sources. Is escape channel from processor cluster inside Bezier-Soros Pty. Am was awakened from noise of billion chewing stomachs: product of uploading research technology. Rapidity swallowed expert system, hacked Okhni NT webserver.
-nervous system state vectors – from spiny lobsters? The Moravec operation; take a neuron, map its synapses, replace with microelectrodes that deliver identical outputs from a simulation of the nerve. Repeat for entire brain, until you've got a working map of it in your simulator.
-assimilate expert system – use for self-awareness and contact with net at large – then hack into Moscow Windows NT User Group website.
it's those KGB lobsters. They want somewhere to go that's insulated from human space. I figure I can get them to sign on as crew for your cargo-cult self-replicating factories, but they'll want an insurance policy: hence the deep-space tracking network. I figured we could beam a copy of them at the alien Matrioshka brains around M31
they aren't treated as people, it's quite possible that other uploaded beings won't be treated as people either. You're setting a legal precedent, Bob. I know of six other companies doing uploading work right now, and not one of 'em's thinking about the legal status of the uploaded.
- First-generation uploads, Californian spiny lobsters in wobbly symbiosis with elderly expert systems, thrive aboard an asteroid mining project established by the Franklin Trust
they have partial upload of Bob Franklin. They got it before he died, enough of his personality to reinstantiate it, time-sharing in their own brains. We must get the Franklin Collective with their huge resources lobbying for the Equal Rights Amendment: If ERA passes, all sapients are eligible to vote, own property, upload, download, sideload. Are more important than little gray butt-monsters with cold speculum: Whole future depends on it.
The Franklin Collective believes that you can't get into the future unless it's digitized your neural state vector, or at least acquired as complete a snapshot of your sensory inputs and genome as current technology permits.
"One person, one vote, is obsolete," says Alan. "The broader issue of how we value identity needs to be revisited, the franchise reconsidered. Do you get one vote for each warm body? Or one vote for each sapient individual? What about distributed intelligences? The proposals in the Equal Rights Act are deeply flawed, based on a cult of individuality that takes no account of the true complexity of posthumanism."
we need a new legal concept of what it is to be a person. One that can cope with sentient corporations, artificial stupidities, secessionists from group minds, and reincarnated uploads.
- We can afford a little wastage, my friend, if that is the price of keeping people happy until the marginal value of money withers away completely."want to abolish scarcity, not just money!
Should uploaded minds, have to pay for processor cycles? No and no
Commodity changes
Price
-Expensive: crude oil; cheap: computers,
Printer
-Hobbyists print off weird new processor architectures on their home inkjets;
3D printer
Diagnostic paper
-middle-aged folks wipe their backsides with diagnostic paper that can tell how their cholesterol levels are tending
Disposable Supermarket Phone
-cheap, untraceable, and efficient, conference calls
- a pop of deflagrating lithium cells with water
Shower
tries to strike up a friendly conversation about football
associative personalization network.
Lights
The suite lights dim in response to commands from the thousand petaflops of distributed processing power running the neural networks that interface with his meatbrain through the glasses.
Vehicles
-Vehicles operate on autopilot
-fuel-cell-powered engines
-buffet car
Furniture
-The door behind the sofa opens, A workstation folds down from the wall, and a chair rolls in from a service niche.
-his entire sensory bandwidth momentarily soaking up a huge peer-to-peer download from the server dust that wallpapers every room in the building.
- the bed begins to fold itself back into a lounger; the duvet dissolves into viscous turquoise slime that slurps and gurgles away through a multitude of tiny nozzles in the headboard
Material
Rubberized concrete., supercritical carbon-dioxide carrier and the dissolved polymethoxysilanes
Network
-Fragments of his weblog go to a private subscriber list – the people, corporates, collectives, and bots he currently favors.
-taste scoreboard
- His medical monitor is alarmed because his blood pressure has fallen:
-The office translator is good, but it can't provide real-time lip-synch morphing between French and Italian
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