Life is funny. Not “ha ha” funny. At least, not for everyone. Not all the time. One might be tempted to think of clowns and comedians, but I always figured they were the most depressed people around.
Maybe I mean that life is odd. Weird. Peculiar. Some few people are lucky and don’t have much to worry about on a day to day basis. Others spend their lives around people and have good times and bad. Still, others, have a crappy day all the time.
Maybe you’re one of the people who, when the cashier tells you to “Have a nice day!” you say, “I will!” Or maybe you’re the kind of person to think, “I won’t, but by all means keep reminding me” and say, out loud, “Thanks! You too!”
There’s a good chance, though, that the cashier won’t. After all, they’re stuck at work on a nice day, dealing with people who are grouchy, bosses who don’t appreciate them, and whatever other problems they have going on.
But, we say it anyway, because that’s what we’re programmed to do.
That was one of my things about artificial intelligence. Programmed responses. Some guy (who was probably smarter than me) had said that AI was nothing more than a black box where something goes in and something comes out.
The example I read, likened it to having someone sitting in a box with a slot. Every once in a while, a card with a symbol would come in through the slot. The person in the box would look at the symbol on the card, find the symbol in a book with a symbol to be returned, and then shove the correct symbol card out of the slot.
It doesn’t matter what the symbol coming in is. The person in the box doesn’t understand, they just push out the corresponding symbol. So, if the card came in with Japanese written on it, maybe, “Where is the nearest bathroom?” the person in the box would send out a card saying “Down the hall, to the left.” The middle man would have no idea what was going on, so the ‘box’, seemingly intelligent, really wasn’t.
I figure, though, that humans are pretty much the same way.
“How ya doin’?!”
We’re just programmed that way.
I don’t know where I was going with this. Life. Sometimes it’s good, sometimes it sucks. The ratio differs from person to person.
It takes every kinda people.
There. You just got two for the price of one, though I’d be surprised if anyone picked up on it.
Something I think about every once in a while is that there are some things that will never happen again. Like, punk music. Or the advent of the home computer. Or the original Saturday Night Live. Or, maybe there are things happening “for the first time” that I just can’t be aware of. Blinded because of my age.
Something to think about.