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the 'Fist' & the 'Pacifist'
Though my soul may set in darkness, it shall rise in perfect light,
I have loved the stars too fondly, to be fearful of the night.
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
Hyperboloids of wondrous Light
Rolling for aye through Space and Time
Harbour those waves which somehow Might
Play out God's holy pantomime.


Alan Turing, 8th June 1952

These were his last words, he committed suicide. Leaving a half-eaten apple laced with cyanide, by his bedside. A loss of innocence perhaps?

In 1950, Alan Turing designed a test called the “imitation game”. Wherein, if a computer could induce a human interrogator to conclude that it was human. The Machine would be declared Intelligent.

The ‘imitation game’ has since come to be known, simply as the Turing Test.

Turing prophesized that within the next 50 years a machine would succeed at his ‘imitation game’. Today 54 years hence, no Machine has yet come close to passing his test.

And till that happens, the mantle of ‘playing out God's holy pantomime’ will continue to rest uneasily and inevitably on mans shoulders.