Susan Calvin stared steadfastly at the floor, “He knew all of this.”
Lanning looked up, “You’re wrong there, Dr. Calvin. He doesn’t know what went wrong. I asked him.”
“What does that mean?” cried Calvin. “Only that you didn’t want him to give you the solution. It would puncture your ego to have a machine do what you couldn’t do.”
Isaac Asimov ~ I, Robot
“I’ll never figure this out. Euclid can take his mucky elements and shove them…”
“Wilfred!” interrupted Rhino. “No mental pictures, please.”
Wilfred ignored him and turned to Skandar.
“You’re always wanting to invent things,” he said. “Why don’t you invent a machine that solves problems? You just give the machine a problem, and it tells you the answer.”
“What?” Skandar laughed. “That’s ridiculous. Why on earth would anyone want a machine like that?”
“Oh, I might,” said Trevor. “Think of all the time it would save. If people didn’t have to solve problems, they would have more time to be creative, to devote themselves to other things, like art and music.”
He leaned back in his chair, waving his hands.
“O Wise and Wonderful Machine,” he said, with his eyes half-closed, “Why is Wilfred so…so… Well, why is Wilfred?”
Wilfred tipped Trevor’s chair onto the floor.
“The first thing I’d ask is how to handle you!”
“And that,” said Rhino, “is why such a machine would not work. If there were a machine built solely to figure out solutions to humans’ problems, it would eventually figure out that humans are the problems. Get rid of humans, and it would solve all their problems.”
“Ah, but then the machine would have created another problem,” said Skandar. “Given that its purpose for existence is to solve problems for humans, without humans to give it problems to solve, it would cease to function.”
“Alright, then, the machine would keep a few humans around to create problems,” said Wilfred. “It could keep them sort of like pets.”
They all laughed.
“How many humans would it take to cause problems?” asked Trevor.
“Well,” Elbert replied, “according to the book of Genesis, it only took two, Adam and Eve.”
“Adam and Eve and a thinking machine!” Trevor mused. “All living together in Paradise.”
“That wouldn’t be my idea of Paradise,” said Rhino. “There are just some things I want to figure out on my own, even if I fail royally. If we had a machine that solved all our problems, people might forget how to think, how to take risks, and how to fail. Why, there could be people who get so addicted to always thinking they are right, they may never recognize when they are wrong.”
“Now you’re talkin’ nonsense,” said Wilfred. “I admit the idea of a problem-solving machine is a little far-fetched. But it’s pure fantasy to imagine that someone would never think that they are wrong.”
“That would be my idea of Hell.”
Daily Prompt: Puncture