The clearest description I have managed so far about my blog is that it is not about cats. In general, I find predators pretty predictable while prey on the other-hand, because they live in universes of anxiety, develop more textured personalities. I also have as a writer a deft hand when it comes to making matters worse, so of course , the already panicky are ready made for me. I will try to grow this blog into an assortment of laughs, because that is what my life has mostly taught me to do. I will use the famous people I have known to get your attention and then tell you small but many times wonderful things about them. I will never name the ones I say ugly things about but I hope you will guess who they are.
by Regis Boff
If machines achieve consciousness, as most believe they will in time, I don’t think we will notice. Human beings have always treated the smaller awarenesses of animals as negligible, and our gift for humbling our enemies is standard.
I have shifted to a life of electric contact with the outside world. My “friendships” maintaining themselves on FaceBook and Twitter. I doubt the advancing machines will treat my consciousness with sympathy and much interest.