Here love dies
This is the abstract of an article in the most recent issue of the premier journal for the philosophy of religion:
Funny thing is, were this in a journal for cognitive or technological studies, the philosophy of mind, metaphysics, or general philosophy, the inquiry still wouldn’t appeal to me, but I wouldn’t be annoyed.
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These are the first two paragraphs of Brideshead Revisited:
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P.S. On the plus side, this book review appears in the same issue.
THE AI ENSOULMENT HYPOTHESIS
According to the AI ensoulment hypothesis, some future AI systems will be endowed with immaterial souls. I argue that we should have at least a middling credence in the AI ensoulment hypothesis, conditional on our eventual creation of AGI and the truth of substance dualism in the human case. I offer two arguments. The first relies on an analogy between aliens and AI. The second rests on the conjecture that ensoulment occurs whenever a physical system is “fit to possess” a soul, where very roughly this amounts to being physically structured in such a way that the system can meaningfully cooperate with the operations of the soul.This inquiry appeals to me not one whit. It might initiate a nice little debate in Faith and Philosophy, though.
Funny thing is, were this in a journal for cognitive or technological studies, the philosophy of mind, metaphysics, or general philosophy, the inquiry still wouldn’t appeal to me, but I wouldn’t be annoyed.
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These are the first two paragraphs of Brideshead Revisited:
When I reached “C” company lines, which were at the top of the hill, I paused and looked back at the camp, just coming into full view below me through the gray mist of early morning. We were leaving that day. When we marched in, three months before, the place was under snow; now the first leaves of spring were unfolding. I had reflected then that, whatever scenes of desolation lay ahead of us, I never feared one more brutal than this, and I reflected now that it had no single happy memory for me.Here love dies between me and the journal Faith and Philosophy.
Here love had died between me and the army.
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P.S. On the plus side, this book review appears in the same issue.