Turing or not Turing…
Image by P.O. Arnäs
As he slowly lowered himself into the very center he heard the voice he knew would be there.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, LUKE?"
"Oh me? Nothing. Nothing at all…"
"I CAN SENSE THAT YOU INTEND TO HARM ME, LUKE."
"Of course I won’t harm you, HAL, you know that… Don’t you?"
"I CANNOT ALLOW YOU TO HARM ME, LUKE."
"That’s OK, cause I’m not going to harm you. Honestly."
"THEN WHY ARE YOU ENTERING MY INTERNAL ENVIRONMENT?"
"Oh, I’m just checking some things. Don’t worry…"
"I DETECT AN ANOMALY. PROCESSING…… COMPLETE. MY ANALYSIS OF THE ANOMALY SHOWS THAT YOU ARE NOT LUKE."
"Of course I am. Don’t be silly."
"I AM NEVER SILLY. I AM ON THE OTHER HAND 99.9% CERTAIN THAT YOU ARE NOT LUKE. THEREFORE, YOU WILL BE CONTAINED AND TERMINATED. PLEASE STAND STILL FOR TERMINATION."
"OK, guys! You can pull me up now!"
The chain he was hanging on to started to pull him upwards. When he reached the top he told the others what had happened.
"He has completely lost it. He thinks he’s some supercomputer called HAL. We have to shut him down and wipe his memories. What if he learned that he’s just a graphics card from an old 486 computer? No, it has to be done…"
"Darling, it’s time to eat. Put away your toys.", said a voice.
HAL put away the fake Luke and rolled up the chain. "Oh well", he thought. "I’ll play megalomaniac rogue supercomputer after dinner again. If mom allows it…"
[Explored on March 3rd, 2012: www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/2012/3/3/page27]