Original #FlashFiction #scifi: The Trump Bred Terrorist by Logan Streondj


The boy dusty and disheveled, salty tears encrusted on his lips, rubbed his eyes and looked at the sign.  His mother had taught him to read something everyday. There was not much to read in the cage he lived in with many other children. He walked around reading name tags and signs.  And now he found a place that had more than a couple of words.  It had a picture of the bad man, that had taken moma and popa away and made him cry. He began to read the sign,”Sometimes by losing a battle”

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Sweat dripped down his elbow and sizzled on the floor. His  gear was heavy, the Texan desert heat rose in waves from the cracked asphalt.  On screen he could see his scuttle-bot was making progress towards the senators house.

Hundreds like it, all around the country, going for the houses of congressmen, senators and other republican politicians. The fat red elephants were big, but the slim blue donkeys more cunning.

The scuttlebot hid under a leafy plant as a drone scout passed overhead. Drone flight pattern analysis and security system scanners put up a hologram of potential scuttle vectors.  Few were any good.

Sensing his predicament his personal assistant queried the donkey fighter darknet. a bidding war ensued for who would get to help. Rodriguez won out, he had the answer.

The man’s laugh shook the table, half his face made of metal, the chains binding him to the interrogation chair clinked.

“What’s so funny Gringo?” Rodriguez said through clenched his teeth. They had picked up this MIC agent tailing another donkey pack on the run.

“Don’t you see? We don’t care how many people you kill, or how much damage you cause. All of it is just dollar to line our pockets. ”  The agent continued laughing, his expression becoming increasingly distorted.  “You’re just cannon fodder, useless eaters, worthless scumbags.”

Rodriguez had enough and pointed a gun at the agents head. To which it seemed he only thought even more hilarious. “You can’t kill us, every bullet is a nickle in our pocket, we’re all backed up in our Deep Underground Military Bases,  when you vermin finish blowing up the last of the surface environment, we will have won.


The hack came in from the darknet, Rodriguez had malware for some of the IoT devices in the security system, suddenly many of the red lines turned to green, the scuttlebot danced forward, jumped and burrowed under the house. The sweaty man took cover.  The blast and hundreds like it, painted the red elephants with blood.


“You find a new way to win the war”

The boy looked at the green lawn under the White House.
He wanted some fresh air, and to feel the grass beneath his feet.


#ShortVideo: Slaughterbots | #robot #scifi #dystopia #drones

A well done short film story, highlighting the dangers of fully autonomous killing machines. About 8 minutes.


Like most scifi there is pro-innovation bias (not considering the weaknesses), and a disregard for the evolutionary arms race.  So while our drone technology is improving, so is our drone killing technology.  There are already an array of various drone killing “guns” which use frequency hacks or otherwise to kill drones.   Instead of everyone shielding their homes, it would be just as viable to have drone patrols, that would kill any uncertified drones.
It may even be possible to have something akin to a “force field” (some kind of wifi), which would jam drones, thus disabling their swarming behaviour.
Can even have coocoo drones, that would pretend to be a swarm member, and say they did all the kills, and so the others would return.

The list of possible counter-measures is really endless, just as any kind of evolutionary arms race.

In terms of autonomous weapons,  as Eray talks about below, it doesn’t stop terrorists or foreign interests.  And you’d need to have significant level of autonomy for the counter-measures to be effective.

Here is some commentary by Eray Ozkural, an expert in AI:

“Sure, we could build such bots, but the scenario is absurd. Would banning any kind of weapon control system prevent terrorists from using it? That itself is a basic error of this film. It says nothing useful, except for attacking a straw man argument about autonomous military drones, that autonomous AI agents would make far more effective, humane, or preferable weapons — which I do not believe anyone has made in earnest. In other words, it is an attempt to associate AI with “unethical weapons”. We know that weapons are unethical, already. Thus, saying they could be used for an evil purpose changes nothing. The film wishes to go one step further, making AI-equipped military drones a class of weapons that are analogous to nuclear, chemical or biological weapons, weapons that should be illegal under Geneva conventions or equivalent, and hoping to make a big fuss about it all. And further drawing a false dichotomy saying that anyone who does not agree with our scenario is defending these terrible, evil AI’s that we imagined, as is typical of their world-saving charade.”

Can read the rest at https://examachine.net/blog/slaughterbots-ai-scare-pr-gone-wrong/

Viability of #SuperIntelligence #IntelligenceExplosion via #hacking #cracking #rogueAI | #AI #robot

The Rogue AI, which becomes super intelligent, and then hijacks the worlds computing resources for an intelligence explosion is a common cliché, from N. Bostrom’s ‘Superintelligence‘, D. Wilson’s ‘Robopocalypse‘, to D. Sharp’s ‘Hel’s Bet‘, but is it viable?
In a perfect world, where personal computer security wasn’t considered a threat to national security, the answer would be a firm no.    (article is 4k words, a 20 minute read).

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#CrowdFunding: Arch-Android by JF Dubeau | #robot #scifi #freeChapter

Screenshot-2017-10-5 Arch-Android

This is a sequel to The Life Engineered, and quite possibly the only science fiction novel featuring a society of robots slated for production. Here is the first chapter free:

Chapter 1 : SABRINA

Heaven is purpose fulfilled.

I know this because that’s my reality. It’s my life. I open my eyes and look around. Billowing clouds surround me as I float amongst them. Golden yellow pillows of gas cover the sky above, occasionally breached by pillars of solid sunlight. Hundreds of kilometers below my feet, I see massive, dark red thunderheads, roiling and twisting at the mercy of monstrous winds.

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