Putting aside the question, for the moment, of whether you believe that your destiny, as a human being, is fully in your control, you almost certainly believe that a computer’s, at least, is not. A computer does not control its destiny. It’s answerable to a program. It does only what it’s told to do, and nothing more.
Well, I’m not so sure. And neither, in point of fact, was Alan Turing, who invented the damn things. This wasn’t some sort of woo-woo, proto-singularitarian flight of fancy on his part. It was right there, rather prosaically, in the math: At a certain point, even if you knew the algorithms inside and out, you had to conclude that a certain measure of unpredictability remained.
As with computers, so with life? According to certain contemporary physicists, anyway, yes: No matter how much you know about a given situation, and even if you know everything about it, there are still times you won’t know, can’t know, exactly what’s gonna happen. This is incredible!
So incredible, in fact, I’ve decided it’s Physics Week here at The Big Story newsletter, and that you must read both Charlie Wood’s piece on unpredictability and Lyndie Chiou’s on black holes. Both were originally published by Quanta, from whom WIRED syndicates mind-benders on occasion, and both, in their way, support my general belief that—and you can turn back to this question now—human beings control their own destinies.
Am I trying to say, in other words, that we have free will? Physicists and philosophers, even the ones responsible for these very findings, wouldn’t like that, but why not? If even the most predictable of outcomes—a computer program—is not, in the end, perfectly predictable, something as torturously multifarious as a human life can’t possibly be either. So not believing that life is yours to live? That, I think, is no way to live at all.
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