You say that ironically, but in the early days of Google its motto was "Do No Evil" and it promoted non-intrusive advertising. There was this sense that Google was a company of engineers and that you could trust them.
“For every new plane you put up into the sky there are about 20,000 problems you need to solve, and for a long time we used to say Boeing’s core competency was piling people and money on top of a problem until they crushed it,” says Stan Sorscher, a longtime Boeing physicist and former officer of the Society of Professional Engineering Employees in Aerospace (SPEEA), the labor union representing Boeing engineers. But those people are gone.
I suspect not, but I didn't know who this person was and found out:
In high school, Sweeney was on the Robotics team and participated in the mathematics club 'Math is Cool.'[11] She studied multiple languages and graduated with top grades, making her valedictorian.[12]
Have the meat-robot rise up and follow the tiger around.
Case A. The meat-robot plays back recorded sounds of dying tigers. Day and night, the robot follows the tiger and makes those sounds. Every time the tiger kills, it gets a new dying-tiger-robot with scraps of rotting meat on it, following them around. Eventually the tiger dies half-insane from lack of sleep in the midst of a horde of howling robots, the vengeful ghosts of its former kills. That's the bad ending.
Case B. The meat-robot plays back recorded sounds of a mewling tiger cub. At first the tiger cub-robot is clumsy and helpless but it still follows the tiger around. Over time the robot-tiger becomes stronger, and mewls less. Eventually it's able to help its tiger (only one robot per tiger.) If the tiger gets sick, the robot-tiger diagnoses it and cures it. Eventually when the tiger gets old, the robot-tiger cares for it and comforts it in its old age. That's the good ending.
Case C. After the tiger has fed and rested, the meat-tiger assesses the tiger's strength, and fights it with an equal set of abilities. To defeat it, the tiger has to improve its current abilities. If the tiger loses, it is killed. If the tiger wins, then the robot-tiger merges with the tiger to become an android tiger. Every time the tiger kills its prey, it fights a robot-tiger and either dies or becomes a stronger android tiger. If it survives long enough, it becomes a Godzilla-level superbeast that roams the continents and rules over all living creatures. That's the neutral ending.
I'm an older guy, so when I listened to Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge I heard a lot of Queen and Iron Maiden in it. I thought it was great, some of their songs are top tier. But I can see how if you were in high school at the time and didn't embrace their style, you might not like it. I mean, even Queen and Iron Maiden had their detractors back in the day...
I feel more or less the same, and agree that we should respect people's end-of-life wishes.
But FWIW pain management has come a long way. When your doctor first brings you bad news, don't make assumptions, ask lots of questions and get the details.
The body is often "prepared" for the funeral before it is cremated, so tape a couple hundred dollars to your chest with a note asking the preparer to leave your guts intact. Usually an underpaid apprentice does this, so there's a chance they'll go for it.
We are approaching another AI Winter. AI goes through hype cycles:
some flashy new capability captures everyone's imaginations
Companies and researchers exaggerate the possibilities and people are led to believe that full AI is right around the corner.
Then with familiarity people realize the new capability isn't really that revolutionary, and the term "AI" is distrusted again, for another decade or two.
Compare to the Carl's Junior kiosks in Idiocracy.