reply to post by ImaFungi
hm, cool. that seems more far fetched then anything to me, stepping into a building and being sent to another planet, how do you suppose that
would be possible, first sending out robots to planets programed to build those portals; stuff with entangled particles? Is it feasible to
"download" all the information of the human body into em radiation and send it in a secure package through space (like we send packets of
information via radio waves across distance that can be encoded and interpreted etc.)?
I haven't the faintest idea how it might work. Nobody has. All I'm suggesting is that the solution to the problem might be a lot less obvious than
physically moving human bodies through space.
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reply to post by ImaFungi
Oh and if we have the tech to travel in that manner, im sure our species would be mature enough to function socially fine.
This statement contains some unquestioned assumptions, which may turn out to be wrong. Rather than detail them, allow me to describe the setting of
Gene Wolfe's Long Sun novels (spoilers ahead: anyone who wants to read these books should skip the rest of my post).
The action of these novels takes place aboard a generation starship called the Whorl. It is huge—a self-contained worldlet like one of those space
habitats people were getting all excited about back in the 1970s—and contains hundreds of thousands of people, living in communities dotted about
its interior surface, which is landscaped in an Earthlike way with hills, valleys, rivers and small 'seas'.
The Whorl is the work of a far future age. Humanity has made great scientific and technological progress, but the world has fallen into the hands a
tyrant, known as Typhon, who rules by exploiting technology and military might. Knowledge of the world and enjoyment of the fruits of progress are
only available to a tiny elite; most people live the poverty-stricken lives of mediaeval peasants. To them, the technology of their superiors is
magic.
The Whorl is Typhon's bid to extend his empire beyond the bounds of Earth. Its destination is a pair of earthlike planets orbiting a star some
light-years from here. This fact is not known to its passengers. Indeed, they do not know that they are aboard a spaceship at all; the very concept
would be alien to them. Over the generations they have lost (or might never have had) the knowledge of their mission and situation. The Whorl is the
only world they know. They have never seen the stars; their 'sky' is the opposite side of the great rotating cylinder they inhabit. Recruited from
among Earth's peasant masses, the people of the Whorl are governed and ruled by the dictates of their 'gods'. These are actually video or
holographic projections of Typhon and members of his family produced by the AI that runs the ship; it contains uploads of all their personalities.
Their dictates are delivered to the people by a priestly caste (who are just as ignorant of the reality of things as the masses) and enforced by
various robotic entities, some humanoid, some monstrous.
The technology of the Whorl is hidden behind the scenes: buried deep in its hull, far beneath the natural-appearing landscape that is its inner
surface. The humans aboard play no part in the running of the ship, which runs itself; they are just gene carriers, raw material for colonisation.
Meanwhile they are peasant farmers, fishers, merchants, smiths, craftsmen—all the usual occupations of pre-industrial society.
The AIs and robots are also expected to keep things running once the Whorl reaches its destination; the society to be founded there will be an
extension of Typhon's Earth, ruled by Typhon himself—in the form of a personality downloaded by the AI into a suitable human body. Of course,
things go spectacularly wrong with this plan, but to find out how you would need to read the books...
Obviously, this is fiction with a healthy dose of fantasy blended in, but the scenario is not altogether implausible. Technology is not necessarily on
the side of democracy, and we have no idea how humanity and society will evolve in the future. Already, some scientists are predicting that
the human race may split into two—a genetic upper class and a lower. Given such a
scenario, something like the society of Typhon's age may yet come to pass. And from it may arise a generation starship whose passengers are
completely ignorant of their mission, their origins, their destination and even that they are aboard a vessel travelling through space.
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reply to post by Diablos
You give us hope! More like this, please...