Do you remember those far off misty days of yore, when shocking, startling, amazing, disquieting revelations from the world of Artificial Intelligence only arrived every year or two, or even longer? It was about, ooh, a fortnight ago: a wistful, innocent time of smiling boy scouts, and honey for tea, and vicars in bicycle clips, and all we had to worry about was this funny new thing called GPT3.
For about an hour after making that ditty I had that chorus ‘You can’t even hijack planes’ spinning in my mind
Since then, things have, to say the least, accelerated. We’ve had ChatGPT, and GPT4, and Google’s Bard, and Google’s risibly woke Gemini, and France’s Mistral, and Google DeepMind solving profound scientific mysteries, and weird robot dogs, and quasi-autonomous weapon systems, and androids that can do dishes, and deepfake images of Donald Trump mud wrestling Joe Biden, and a New York Times quiz
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