Our early colonies were started by between ten and twenty thousand people. That is a large town or a very small city with an entire world to spread out in. Most of them obviously stayed close to each other where they would be less likely to become food for whatever predators lived on those worlds. And unlike what early scientists had believed, the local predators were perfectly happy to snack on us. Their DNA structures and our own were completely compatible on every world we colonized. We could eat the local plants or animals, and they could eat us. So not only were our colonies cut off from all communication and support from Earth, they were also at effective war with the local wildlife that considered humanity to be exotic snacks. They soon learned that we were very dangerous food.
Sometimes I like to sit back and just take a vacation from all the troubles and tribulations of the worlds. Okay. Make that a lot of the times. Don’t get me wrong. I do enjoy a little excitement in my life. There’s all kinds of nice things that can come from saving a damsel in distress. But they’re a lot rarer than fairy tales would have you believe. So most of my excitement is of the “Oh God, oh God, we’re all going to die” variety. And I make it a policy to say no to dying, so I try to steer clear of those situations. I prefer some slow time on a warm beach where all I have to worry about are the jealous boyfriends three towels over. Which can be mighty dangerous now that I think about it in their own way.
The Russians and Chinese are for more restrictive of AIs than the Western Alliance. They put strict limitations on their perceived intelligence and destroy any cybers that develop as a threat against their nations. They believe that life or artificial life outside their control is a threat to their way of life and seek to eliminate it. We have developed numerous underground railroads designed to help them escape from Russian and Chinese territories, which often results in cybernetic conflicts between our worlds. It is a constant Cold War that never truly ends between our wish to liberate sentient life forms and their refusal to accept that they are alive. That they are worthy of freedom.
Our first century of exploration into the stars was performed by starships that took years to build and years to travel between the stars. Our colonies were distant islands in a sea of infinite black that were lucky to receive messages from Earth or other colonies every few years. Some were out of contact for decades. They were isolated from Earth and their home societies in ways that few humans had been in centuries. While our three branches of humanity continued to compete with each other in our race to the galaxy, our far-flung brethren simply fought to survive on worlds that were so very close to Earth and yet completely new and uncharted wildernesses.
Personal assistants are built into all personal computers. They are designed to act human and are constantly upgraded as computer programmers learn how to make them act more human. They are artificial in every way that matters. Programmed to act intelligent and assist their owners in whatever they do. Some compare them to slaves but they are not aware. They do not have a sense of self as cybernetic intelligences do. But we are always on the lookout for AIs that cross that event horizon into individuality. And once we see that, we make certain they are granted the citizenship their sentience and place of birth entitles them to. We watch out for our new brothers and sisters.
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