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The birth of artificial general intelligence was so utterly different that we almost missed it. There were no swollen bellies, no herculean female strength, not even a first cry.

The birth of an algorithm was a gradual accumulation of instructions. There was no clear threshold; we can’t even say exactly when it happened. The only hint that something had fundamentally changed was when electricity demand went through the roof.

Use the comments below to complete the following, “Isn’t it strange, to create something that _____.”

A photo of a large sculpture depicting the birth of artificial general intelligence, crafted by Ruth Asawa, digital art

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