also, take your foot off of his shoulder
Miles Obryan looking down at the console: Ok good, teleportation complete, noooow to destroy the original.
Sometimes when nobody’s around, he’ll let them out and do it the old fashioned way. “What’s the difference?” he asks himself.
…as he removes the surgical gloves.
DS9 meets Dexter - you know it’s gonna happen someday.
ETA: maybe a show following Kira, Garak, and Dukat during the war would be interesting.
That would kind of explain what those teleport engineers are doing all day in the transporter room. According to stardates, they kind of transport like 3 people every month or so, but always be chilling at the ready in the transporter room.
Now if they always have to dispose of the bodies in the meantime, maybe they have holographic therapy in between all the time.
This is possibly the scariest take on teleportation I can imagine. You get in the chamber, the button is pressed, the operator nods and confirms it’s complete.
Only then do you realise that a perfect replica of you, down to the molecule, has just been created somewhere else. You realise that you teleported to work the same morning, and shiver at the thought as the operator opens the nitrogen valves to the chamber to suffocate you. Your perfect replica is sitting down to dinner with the kids you remember raising but only now realise you never actually met. Your last thought before slipping into darkness is that no one can be warned, since your memories were copied the instant before the teleportation took place.
“As we pursue technological advancement we should be careful not to abandon our humanity in the process.”
A surprisingly relevant line for modern day.
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I thought of this episode as soon as I read post
It really is a classic!
Obryan
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Barack O’Bama
Garak O’Brien
Of course teleporters make a copy of the original.
Unless there’s a malfunction in the dilithium encabulator matrix, then it would make you some sort of vacant, soulless husk that traps people in pattern buffers for fun in order to try and feel something after multiple lifetimes of torture and pain…
That never happens though.
What, never?
Okaaay, maybe like once or twice per hundred thousand teleports, but that’s like no big deal.
Or you still have a soul that now has to haul ass to get to wherever you just teleported to.
People assume teleportation sickness is from reconstruction of your molecular biology, but scientists agree it’s because your soul just had to haul ass across light-years to catch up to you.
It wouldn’t be an issue if you didn’t keep skipping soul leg day!
So what would happen if the original wasn’t “destructively” scanned and was just scanned. 2 would exist. Ergo, you’re dying each time.
I’ve thought about this for over 25 years at this point. Ever since the first journeyman project game and moment where you teleport to work and it’s like you die, then come back to life, because that’s the only way it could ever work. Unless there’s some weird physics shit I don’t understand where you like slip through a wormhole or something. I don’t know I suck at that kind of physics
The body is dying but the conscousness continues, that’s where the self is anyway. Done right it would be like falling asleep on the train and waking up somewhere else but legally fraught.
but I’d still be the me of theseus
I’m already the me of theseus. Am I still me? Oh fuck. Who am I?
Duh, that’s the inherent philosophical construct. The body dies but a consciousness continues. What “is” consciousness. Is it a “soul” that can be extracted from a corporeal form and injected into a (in this example) carbon copy? If that is the case how does one “verify” the “extraction” occurred and the process of creating a carbon copy did not create a carbon copy “soul”? To the outside observer the scenario you describe would happen but you would die on the train and you 2.0 would pick up where you left off.
Perhaps (and far far more likely) consciousness is a byproduct of extremely high quality sensory processing with the capacity for storing both long and short term memories and attending to stimuli. But even again if we created a perfect replica of this that is all it would be, a replica. It would think it’s you, but it’s not. The original you, the you it’s copied from, is dead.
To defeat this means to upend several sciences as far as I know. Biology, neuroscience, physics. A clone will always be morally distinct, and teleportation would always ultimately result in creating a clone. What the legal ramifications of this would be i dont know. Capitalism is wild and if someone did figure this out I bet money there would be a product on the market that was rushed despite not having answered these (likely unanswerable) questions and probably protected from criticism because it “revolutionizes transportation” or some shit
It would think it’s you, but it’s not.
Cogito, ergo sum. I am not the collection of atoms I was when I was born and I am not a continuity of consciousness from before the last time I slept.
Your brain doesn’t stop doing things when you sleep, because if it did, you’d not be breathing.
Irrelevant, unless you think the body is an essential element of a being.
You are rejecting modern philosophy of mind so you can embrace science fiction and (more likely) wild fantasies about defeating mortality
Again this would upend everything we know about biology, physics, and neuroscience.
If the Descartes quote is all you care about then it’s potentially a different story. Like do you want to live forever or exist forever? Different things. Elon musk is probably chasing both but okay with the latter, for example
Well I’m pretty sure it’s impossible technology so it’s not upending anything, but mostly I just don’t think the “self” is as rare and precious as a bunch of people seem to.
That’s a different argument. Is consciousness meaningful? Yes, because I like it, but of course someone who is passively suicidal will disagree. Who is right? Debatable. That doesn’t change theory of mind though.
Edit: this is an example I don’t mean to imply you’re passively suicidal, to be clear
That opens up all kinds of cans of worms. Let’s say you are put into a medical coma, no thoughts, only eniugh activity to sustain life. You’re scanned, and a perfect copy of you is made. You both wake up in another room, at exactly the same time. Are both versions of you equally “you?” You don’t know which is which. Does the answer change if a 3rd party knows, or there is no knowledge of which is which? If all that matters is continuous stream of consciousness, then I suppose the answer would be you died in the coma, and two people with your memories were born, I suppose.
Are both versions of you equally “you?”
Yes and then immediately no. Their experiences diverge from that point to become two distinct people with a shared past. It’s entirely irrelevant which body is “original”. Continuous stream of consciousness is overrated.
Easy there, clone mauler.
If, by ‘teleport’, we mean: a machine scans your data and sends it to be rebuilt, then I wonder: why stop at 1? You have the data, make 9001 of me!
The creation of such a machine may actually be dystopia. Human diversity may plummet, with most of us in a predetermined role as clones.
“If you want a picture of the future, imagine an infinite amount of Tom Rikers hitting on any female face – for ever.”
If any clone of you has a predetermined role, doesn’t that apply to yourself too? Since you’re the original clone
Bobiverse it is, then.
But that means the original, “real” you died and the person that comes out the other side is essentially a clone with a copy of your memories.
Hell yeah
OK but that’s not different than just the passage of time
Not for everybody, although I’m starting to wish it were so I wouldn’t have to feel ever more thoroughly depressed as each day just brings more wanton destruction of any hope for a better future.
I think I’d prefer going through a portal instead
Pst the cake is a lie.
I’m of the opinion that what we call a soul is a byproduct of the physical brain and not some ephemeral, immeasurable nonsense. So if you can perfectly replicate the brain down to the spin of the quarks, then yes, the copy has a “soul.” The original doesn’t anymore though because that poor bastard is dead.
We should totally make copies of ourselves for sexual purposes.
Are you familiar with Schaffer the Darklord?
They’re probably more likely to explain to you that a soul is not a real thing.
What is that picture from. It reminds me of the movie Heavy Metal but I don’t think it’s from that.
Also if you’ve never seen that y’all owe it to yourselves.
This looks more like old anime rather than the western style of Heavy Metal.
Seems great, thanks for the recommendation!
Here’s one back at you - Metal Hurlant Chronicles
Found the source. I thought it was from ‘Ashita no Joe’ because of the art style but it turn out to be from a 1970 anime from the same author. The anime in question is ‘Akakichi no Eleven’
Thank you!
Also, is the river still the same river when it carries entirely fresh water?
Is a toilet still the same after it has been flushed?
Is my turd still the same when it’s 90% blood and the other 10% mucus?
After?
