Today would have been my father’s ninetieth birthday. He expected to live to see it; many of his close relations had lived that long, or close to it; he was in robust physical health till his mind gave way. But a house untenanted falls sooner into dilapidation, and I had to say my goodbye to him more than two years ago.
Because the first of April was, for our family, the date of a celebration not fitly met with mockery, I have never gone in for April Foolery myself; though I can appreciate a good jape when performed by a genuine artist.
This, for instance:
The followers of Mr. Samuel Butler speak of thinking-machines that grow grander and grander until – quite against the wishes of their engineers – they become as tyrannical angels, firmly supplanting the poor human race. This theory is neither exciting nor original; there have been tyrannical angels since the days of Noah, and our tools have been rebelling against us since the first peasant stepped on a rake. Nor have I any doubt that what Butler says will come to pass. If every generation needs its tyrant-angels, then ours has been so inoculated against the original that if Lucifer and all his hosts were to descend upon Smithfield Market to demand that the English people bend the knee, we should politely ignore them, being far too modern to have time for such things. Butler’s thinking-machines are the only tyrant-angels we will accept; fate, ever accommodating, will surely give them to us.
(Hat tip to Nancy Lebovitz for mentioning this jewel in the comment box.)
I’m glad you liked it.
http://slatestarcodex.com/2017/04/01/g-k-chesterton-on-ai-risk/#comment-482895
The author of the pastiche asks about other Chesterton pastiche, and as I recall, you’ve written some.
I’ve definitely written some things influenced by Chesterton, but I am not sure whether any count as outright pastiche. Perhaps you can suggest an example?
I read this too. I was in some confusion to begin with, since I thought it must be fake but it was very well written.