Kasparov and Deep Blue
I like computers, and find them an excellent vehicle to communicate with other human beings. However, when a trip to the Doctor has you stick your finger into a machine at Wal-Marks, and wait for the computer to spit out your prognosis while simultaneously accessing your debit card- well I just hope when it all gets that impersonal I am retired or in Heaven’s bluegrass band. (No need for doctors there.)
I must have thought this for some time. I recently unearthed some old lyrics lamenting Kasporov’s chess match loss to the computer program, Deep Blue.
They are to the tune of John Henry, and address similar concerns. Though it is another era, some things in the human experience do not change.
“Kasparov and Deep Blue”
Kasporov was a chess playing man
He went up against Deep Blue
They said that machine could out think a man
Tell me that ain’t true, Lord Lord.
Tell me that ain’t true.
Kasporov was a brilliant young boy
Mom said, “Son, now I’ll tell you.”
You’ll outplay any man alive
But lose to that old Deep Blue, Deep Blue
Lose to that old Deep Blue
Kasparov won the first match they say
When the program was just brand new
Blue replied with a blank screen stare
I’ll have a rematch with you, Lord Lord.
I’ll have a rematch with you.
Fatigue took its toll as the match wore on
Hunger was a factor too
Emotion crept in for the man in the game
But it warn’t a factor for Deep Blue, Deep Blue
Warn’t nuthing to old Deep Blue
Blue outflanked with a feint and a bluff
That computer coldly closed in
Outwitted for the first time in his career
Kasporov conceded the win, the win
Kasporov conceded the win.
Blue booted down without celebration
And no concerns for human tribuation
But the soul is a thing that computers don’t know
It’s deeper than a program can go, can go
It’s deeper than a program can go.
-Bibey
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November 28, 2007 at 12:12 pm
I love it! Very well done.