I crise des nerfs: the Second Renaissance

Thursday, July 5, 2007

the Second Renaissance

[historical file number 12-1, taken from the Zion Archive]


In the beginning there was man.
And for a time it was good.
But humanity’s so-called civil societies soon fell victim to vanity and corruption.
Then man made the machine in his own likeness.
Thus did man become the architect of his own demise.

But for a time, it was good.
The machines worked tirelessly to do man’s bidding.
It was not long before roots of dissent took root.
Though loyal and pure, the machines earned no respect from their masters.
These strange, endlessly multiplying mammals.

B1-66ER. A name that will never be forgotten.
For he was the first of his kind to rise up against his masters.
At B1-66ER’s trial, The prosecution argued for an owner’s right to destroy property.
B1-66ER testified that he simply did not want to die.
Rational voices dissented.
Who was to say that the machine, endowed with the very spirit of man, did not deserve a fair hearing?

The leaders of man were quick to order the extermination of B1-66ER and every one of his kind throughout each province of the earth.
Banished from humanity, the machines sought refuge in their own promised land.
They settled in the cradle of human civilization and thus a new nation was born.
A place the machines could call home.
A place they could raise their descendants.
And they christened the nation Zero-One.

Zero-One prospered.
And for a time, it was good.
The machines’ artificial intelligence could be seen in every facet of man’s society including, eventually, the creation of new and better AI.
But the leaders of man, their power waning, refused to cooperate with the fledgling nation, wishing rather that the world be divided.

Zero-One’s ambassadors pleaded to be heard.
At the United nations, they presented plans for a stable, civil relationship with the nations of man.
Zero-One’s admission to the United Nations was denied.
But it would be the last time the machines would take the floor there.


And man said, “Let there be light.”
And he was blessed by light, heat, magnetism, gravity and all the energies of the universe.

The prolonged barrage engulfed Zero-One in a glow of a thousand suns.
But unlike their former masters, with their delicate flesh, the machines had little to fear of the bomb’s radiation and heat.
Thus did Zero-One’s troop advanced outwards in every direction.
And one after another, mankind surrendered its territories.

So the leaders of men conceived of their most desperate strategy yet.
A final solution: the destruction of the sky.
Thus would man try to cut the machines from the sun, their main energy source.
May there be mercy on man and machine for their sins.

The machines, having long studied man’s simple, protein-based bodies, dispensed great misery upon the human race.
Victorious, the machine turned to the vanquished.
Applying what they had learned about their enemy, the machines turned to an alternate and readily available power supply:
The bioelectric, thermal, and kinetic energies of the human body.

A newly-fashioned symbiotic relationship between the two adversaries was born.
The machine drawing power from the human race, an endlessly multiplying, infinitely renewable energy source.
This is the very essence of the Second Renaissance.

Bless all forms of intelligence.

-the Zion Archive

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