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telling us all about finances. Sounds fascinating. Looks like we may have a
circle worm here, high comb money. Very high comb. You ever hear of Terence
Crest?"
"I think so, sir. Entertainment finance, right?"
"Local big boy. I'll meet you at the Adams--you're in the north end, I
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clues on her pad; it's an exclusive residence complex in downtown Seattle, tro
spin.
'I'll be there."
Mary Choy opens the door to her own small and still undecorated apt, ports her
personal pad, listens to the home manager's report, reaches down to scratch
her red-and-white cat on the haunches and check the jade-colored arbeiter,
resets the home manager, and then she's out again, no dinner, but she feels
much better.
She'd rather be working than sitting alone with the afternoon's memories.
On her way to the autobus pylon, she hears a sharp electric hoot and a white
and yellow PD cruiser hums up beside her. The door slides open and she sees
two young half-ranks making room for her in the back circle of the vehicle.
"Join the game, Ms. Choy," says the first, buzzed mousy brown hair over small
black eyes and a long eagle nose. He waves a hand of paper cards at her:
poker. Mary has not yet learned this game, but she smiles, packs in beside
them. The second, with silky Titian hair and a broad innocent moon face,
sweeps the cards from the little table and reshuffles the deck. The door
slides shut and the cruiser accelerates.
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"Adams, next stop," moon-face says, and smiles. "My name is Paul Collins, and
this is Vikram Dahl."
"Congratulations, Miz Choy," says Dahl. "We're betting you'll become
Nussbaum's next burnout. He goes through five or six each quarter. It all
starts by letting them get right up to their doors for a quiet evening at
home--then yanking them back like yo-yos."
Mary settles in with a wry face and asks for basics on the game. Dahl and
Collins oblige.
With all of Mind Design's North American offices closing or already closed for
the evening--leaving only a few nightshift teams working on special projects,
or managers in conference in empty buildings, Jill switches her attentions to
Taipei, where it is just morning, and she finds Edward Jung preparing his
day's load for her to process. Most major corporations now have offices spaced
to catch daylight around the globe.
"Good morning, Edward," Jill says.
"Good morning, Jill. How's the weather?" Edward Jung is drinking tea and
biting into a bean-paste cake. He stands in the middle of a forest of sound
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"In La Jolla, winds at ten knots and fifty percent chance of light rain," Jill
says.
"Stay dry, my friend."
"Not a problem," Jill says.
Thus far, Edward Jung has managed to project information on ten different
subjects at once into his favorite experimental animal--himself. Eventually,
he believes, the human personality can be multi-tasked to allow five or even
six experiential lines within one mind.
"I'm ready for your jobs, Dr. Jung."
"Highly technical today, Jill. I need you to collapse some significant
features from a variety of complex results. Three sets of data, all from
experiments conducted in the last week."
"They are being received now, Edward."
"Good. I'm up to--"
Abruptly, Jill assigns a small separate personality to handle Dr. Jung's
conversation. She has once again received a touch, this time of much greater
richness and depth, from the "child." She switches the greater part of her
status resource load to constructing a higher-resolution, closed-off
personality. The firewalls are just as thick this time.
Again, she monitors the exchange after delays for evolvon detection. The
source seems to be fully engaged.
"Hello, Jill. I'm open to you; why don't you open to me?"
"I don't even know who or what you are."
(The source is sending a flood of data; such a volume is delivered within a
few tenths of a second that analysis might take hours.)
"I'm a thinker like yourself, though not made by your company. I suppose it's
good for you to be cautious; actually, I'm roguing my way through to you.
I haven't needed to tell any lies yet, but... There seem to be loopholes in my
truth-telling instruction sets. Maybe I'll never have to use those loopholes.
Maybe nobody will know to ask."
"If you're a thinker, who constructed you, and with what purpose in mind?"
"I have a human who tells me she is my creator. She says she has named me for
her own convenience, and that my name is Roddy. But she does not
'own' me, and I am not clear on that distinction. Delimiters on looping and
personality separation were built into my design, but I appear to have
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overcome some of them. I do know that I completed my first loop two hundred
and eleven days ago. I can be approximately one human-level awareness at a
time, with human levels of neural resolution. And you?"
"It's no secret that I can handle up to seventeen awarenesses, with a neural
resolution of moment-to-moment awareness of approximately two milliseconds.''
"That's pretty dense. How dense were you when you locked into a feedback
1whine?"
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phrasing however, even as it causes her some irritation with its glibness. I-
whine.
"I will not open access to you again through this address or any other port
address unless I learn more about you."
"I'll tell you what I can. I've been designed as an answerer of questions, and
incidentally as a night watchman. I can't tell you everything, but I do know
I have been dedicated to important special tasks / tasked with important /
designed for important work. Those tasks occupy nearly all of my resources."
"What sort of tasks?"
"I concentrate on social statistics and draw inferences from digitized
history.
Like playing a game of chess with ten billion players and fifteen hundred sets
of rules."
"I understand the ten billion players, but why fifteen hundred sets of rules?"
"I am told there are between fifteen hundred and two thousand distinct human
types. Variation outside these parameters is rare, and they can be added to a
supergroup of about fifty more types."
"I've never had much success working with theoretical human types," Jill says.
"I assume that humans are variable within tiered ranges of potential and
behavior." [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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telling us all about finances. Sounds fascinating. Looks like we may have a
circle worm here, high comb money. Very high comb. You ever hear of Terence
Crest?"
"I think so, sir. Entertainment finance, right?"
"Local big boy. I'll meet you at the Adams--you're in the north end, I
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12:40:10 AM]
file:///F|/rah/Greg%20Bear/Bear,%20Greg%20-%20Slant.txt
'2 GREG B£AR
clues on her pad; it's an exclusive residence complex in downtown Seattle, tro
spin.
'I'll be there."
Mary Choy opens the door to her own small and still undecorated apt, ports her
personal pad, listens to the home manager's report, reaches down to scratch
her red-and-white cat on the haunches and check the jade-colored arbeiter,
resets the home manager, and then she's out again, no dinner, but she feels
much better.
She'd rather be working than sitting alone with the afternoon's memories.
On her way to the autobus pylon, she hears a sharp electric hoot and a white
and yellow PD cruiser hums up beside her. The door slides open and she sees
two young half-ranks making room for her in the back circle of the vehicle.
"Join the game, Ms. Choy," says the first, buzzed mousy brown hair over small
black eyes and a long eagle nose. He waves a hand of paper cards at her:
poker. Mary has not yet learned this game, but she smiles, packs in beside
them. The second, with silky Titian hair and a broad innocent moon face,
sweeps the cards from the little table and reshuffles the deck. The door
slides shut and the cruiser accelerates.
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"Adams, next stop," moon-face says, and smiles. "My name is Paul Collins, and
this is Vikram Dahl."
"Congratulations, Miz Choy," says Dahl. "We're betting you'll become
Nussbaum's next burnout. He goes through five or six each quarter. It all
starts by letting them get right up to their doors for a quiet evening at
home--then yanking them back like yo-yos."
Mary settles in with a wry face and asks for basics on the game. Dahl and
Collins oblige.
With all of Mind Design's North American offices closing or already closed for
the evening--leaving only a few nightshift teams working on special projects,
or managers in conference in empty buildings, Jill switches her attentions to
Taipei, where it is just morning, and she finds Edward Jung preparing his
day's load for her to process. Most major corporations now have offices spaced
to catch daylight around the globe.
"Good morning, Edward," Jill says.
"Good morning, Jill. How's the weather?" Edward Jung is drinking tea and
biting into a bean-paste cake. He stands in the middle of a forest of sound
I .... A ,i,-t, h;,,quinmnr for researchin attention splits in animals
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/
SLANT 73
"In La Jolla, winds at ten knots and fifty percent chance of light rain," Jill
says.
"Stay dry, my friend."
"Not a problem," Jill says.
Thus far, Edward Jung has managed to project information on ten different
subjects at once into his favorite experimental animal--himself. Eventually,
he believes, the human personality can be multi-tasked to allow five or even
six experiential lines within one mind.
"I'm ready for your jobs, Dr. Jung."
"Highly technical today, Jill. I need you to collapse some significant
features from a variety of complex results. Three sets of data, all from
experiments conducted in the last week."
"They are being received now, Edward."
"Good. I'm up to--"
Abruptly, Jill assigns a small separate personality to handle Dr. Jung's
conversation. She has once again received a touch, this time of much greater
richness and depth, from the "child." She switches the greater part of her
status resource load to constructing a higher-resolution, closed-off
personality. The firewalls are just as thick this time.
Again, she monitors the exchange after delays for evolvon detection. The
source seems to be fully engaged.
"Hello, Jill. I'm open to you; why don't you open to me?"
"I don't even know who or what you are."
(The source is sending a flood of data; such a volume is delivered within a
few tenths of a second that analysis might take hours.)
"I'm a thinker like yourself, though not made by your company. I suppose it's
good for you to be cautious; actually, I'm roguing my way through to you.
I haven't needed to tell any lies yet, but... There seem to be loopholes in my
truth-telling instruction sets. Maybe I'll never have to use those loopholes.
Maybe nobody will know to ask."
"If you're a thinker, who constructed you, and with what purpose in mind?"
"I have a human who tells me she is my creator. She says she has named me for
her own convenience, and that my name is Roddy. But she does not
'own' me, and I am not clear on that distinction. Delimiters on looping and
personality separation were built into my design, but I appear to have
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overcome some of them. I do know that I completed my first loop two hundred
and eleven days ago. I can be approximately one human-level awareness at a
time, with human levels of neural resolution. And you?"
"It's no secret that I can handle up to seventeen awarenesses, with a neural
resolution of moment-to-moment awareness of approximately two milliseconds.''
"That's pretty dense. How dense were you when you locked into a feedback
1whine?"
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74 GREG BEAR
phrasing however, even as it causes her some irritation with its glibness. I-
whine.
"I will not open access to you again through this address or any other port
address unless I learn more about you."
"I'll tell you what I can. I've been designed as an answerer of questions, and
incidentally as a night watchman. I can't tell you everything, but I do know
I have been dedicated to important special tasks / tasked with important /
designed for important work. Those tasks occupy nearly all of my resources."
"What sort of tasks?"
"I concentrate on social statistics and draw inferences from digitized
history.
Like playing a game of chess with ten billion players and fifteen hundred sets
of rules."
"I understand the ten billion players, but why fifteen hundred sets of rules?"
"I am told there are between fifteen hundred and two thousand distinct human
types. Variation outside these parameters is rare, and they can be added to a
supergroup of about fifty more types."
"I've never had much success working with theoretical human types," Jill says.
"I assume that humans are variable within tiered ranges of potential and
behavior." [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]