WHEN I WAS A TEENAGER I used to
dream of becoming ship’s captain. Actually, to tell the truth, I mostly dreamed
about girls, but every now and then the ship captain dream broke through. I
wanted to go to a maritime academy to learn how to steer and navigate and bark
orders that made seamen run around like ants, but I was never encouraged or
sponsored, so I just drifted through my teenage years in the usual casual
manner, not knowing where I was going and not caring about how I was going to
get there. In any case, I wouldn’t encourage any teenagers to take up professional
seafaring these days.
That thought came to me after I
watched a TV news piece about self-driving cars. Several high-tech companies and
practically all the auto makers are working on producing cars that drive and
think for themselves. They’re already on our roads all over the country, and
proving to be far better drivers than human beings. So far, I’ve only heard of
cars driving themselves, but I don’t doubt that 18-wheelers will soon be doing
it also, gawd help us.
And so, how close is the day when
boats and ships of all sizes will drive themselves and put ship’s captains out
of business? There have been experiments already, of course, and it would
appear that sending a vessel across the ocean is comparatively easy, compared
with the task of guiding a car safely on a road among hundreds of dumb and
unpredictable human drivers.
The thought of oceans filled with
unflinching steel freighters makes me very uneasy, though. The risk of
collision with small yachts is bad enough already, but how will robotic ships
avoid us? Furthermore, will they feel it
their bounden duty to rescue us when we’re in distress? Will they deploy their
little lifeboats and come and get us?
And then, who will feed us when they take us aboard? Will there be any food on board at all, as a
matter of fact? Artificial intelligence doesn’t
need milk and cookies.
Navigation aids such as radar and,
especially, AIS, may help to avoid collisions in some places, but congested
areas near shore and ports will present their own problems. Those of us who wish
to sail for pleasure may find our movements greatly restricted and controlled,
but I hope the future will not turn out to be as bleak as it’s looking right
now. Meanwhile, I’m glad I’m no longer a teenager with dreams of becoming a
ship’s captain. I guess I’ll have to go back to dreaming of girls, much good
may it do me.
Today’s Thought
We
do not wish to be better than we are, but more fully what we are.
— V. S. Prichett, The Living Novel and Later Associations
Tailpiece
“What jobs are hippies best fit
for?”
“Holding on your leggies.”
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