"Sorry sir - we don't have any fava beans..."
"Try next door!"
Dystypopic, all right.
I wonder what the AI would produce for Heaven, or Eden, or Paradise. And, if it were fed the works of Dante, Purgatory and Hell.
Dystypopic, all right.
I wonder what the AI would produce for Heaven, or Eden, or Paradise. And, if it were fed the works of Dante, Purgatory and Hell.
"Sorry sir - we don't have any fava beans..."
"Try next door!"
Reminds me of the episode of The Prisoner when he snuck into the computer room at the prison Island and entered a question into the computer which overheated the CPU which blew it up.
And the question was: “why?”
60s sci fi...
Looks like libiots prepping for end of the world - Trump being reinaugerated.