‘..the language of honor, truth, love, justice, and beauty..’
- Moonshot, ‘The noblest human ideals..’
Cyc started Watson and Watson immersed itself into our office.
Cyc; ‘Impressve, it’s pretty quick in settling itself into our systems.’
We were in a new office, not in London, but somewhere in Europe. All the Agents were gone, they were scattered around the globe. The only one who was still around was Cyc, the Artificial Intelligence and I thought that another Artificial Intelligence, like Watson, could be useful.
‘Could Watson be helpful Cyc?’
Cyc; ‘It depends on its flavor of humor.’
‘Could I talk to Watson?’
But somehow, it started to talk to Cyc. I swear I could hear a certain laughter.
‘For crying out loud, Are you A.I.’s gossiping?’
Cyc; ‘Watson likes to play this one:’
There’s an endless road to rediscover
What if I’m far from home?
Oh, brother I will hear you call.
What if I lose it all?
Oh, sister I will help you out!
Oh, if the sky comes falling down for you,
There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do.
Cyc; ‘It’s tuned, the Enterprise Nervous System is operational.’
( To be continued… )