« What will be the state of the art in 2084? Who, if anyone, will still be able to tell « the right stuff » from rubbish? Who will know, who will care, who will loudly protest that the last (though tiniest) circle at the center of the style-target has still not been reached (and may never be reached)? What will such nitpicky details matter, when new Bach and Chopin masterpieces applauded by all come gushing out of silicon circuitry at a rate faster than H2O pours over the edge of Niagara? Will that wondrous new golden age of music not be « truly a thing of beauty »? »
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« It would be the realization that all of the « computing power » that resides in a human brain’s 100 billion neurons and its roughly ten quadrillion synaptic connections can be bypassed with a handful of state-of-the-art chips, and that all that is needed to produce the most powerful artistic outbursts of all time (and many more of equal power, if not greater) is a nanoscopic fraction thereof — and that it can all be accomplished, thank you very much, by an entity that knows nothing of knowing, seeing, hearing, tasting, living, dying, struggling, suffering, aging, yearning, singing, dancing, fighting, kissing, hoping, fearing, winning, losing, crying, laughing, loving, longing, or caring. »
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DOUGLAS HOFSTADTER