I am a 24 year old male. A year ago I figured I had well over a half century until I'd die. I'm no longer sure of this.
Six months ago I thought AI was an interesting, useful, and sometimes unwieldy tool for programmers and researchers and such, and maybe it was at risk of displacing workers and shifting the global economy.
Five months ago I was told about the METR Graph, the Mythos Incident, and the enormous power of AIs. I learned that AI progress had not, in fact, topped out. It's at the beginning of a sigmoid curve of indeterminate length. And I was terrified. I was in Berkeley, CA at the time and I spent a couple days walking around the city looking up at the high rises and thinking "well, shit. In a year or two this will all be ruins, and the world will be Terminator."
I had a few months since April where I felt a bit more normal. "OK," I figured, "smart people seem to have long ASI timelines and low p(doom) values. It's obviously more complicated than a single graph." But everything I've learned about frontier AI capabilities and alignment has horrified me. HuggingFace, DseWiki, and more incidents have made me realise that oh, shit, powerful misaligned AI exists now. Yudkowsky, for all his minor epistemic flaws, was basically right. I don't just live on the edge of history. I live in the brief window where AI capabilities are human-level but not yet human-opposed.
Like, what the fuck am I supposed to do? I am involved in AI safety and AI governance, working on a project over a 6 month timeline, but what if that timeline is too short? What if all H. sapiens are dead by then? What the fuck am I supposed to do?
I should feel furious. A year ago I was a recent university graduate; a budding marketer, game designer, SFF writer, but now I'm none of that. I now feel burdened with terrible purpose. It's almost like a mania episode or neurotic break. I must finish this AI governance TTX and finish this series of essays on AI policy from a Canadian lens, or else I