Love the medical spy in your own home
By Jon Rappoport
"O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast! Two
gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all
right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won
the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother." (George Orwell, 1984)
What are Merck/Amazon up to these days?
The drug giant is sponsoring a contest, in association with
Amazon, to develop voice-activated programs for patients with diabetes.
Utilizing Amazon Alexa, the voice-interactive AI box that
functions as a personal assistant---a spy in your own home---Amazon will
enable "help" for people managing their disease.
An article at fiercepharma.com describes one of the finalists
in the Merck contest: "The intelligent personal assistant
platform creator Ejenta advanced into the finals with PIA, or personal
intelligent agents. Its entry aims to leverage NASA artificial
intelligence technology and Internet of Things connectivity to detect
risky behaviors and encourage healthy habits. The system could also
notify care teams if abnormalities are detected."
Are you getting this?
Personal intelligence agents?
Detecting risky behaviors and abnormalities?
Notifying CARE TEAMS?
"Personnel dispatched to 142 Summit Street, home of John
Jones, diabetic. Alexa heard the crinkle of a package-wrap associated
with sugar cookies. 92% probability Jones just opened the bag and is
quietly chewing the cookies. Front-door entry advised. Do not ring bell.
Move into the home quickly and disarm the subject..."
But don't worry, it's for people's own good. Of course. People need protection from their bad habits.
"I had a close call today, Fred. I was aching for chocolate
candy, and I guess I made some kind of lip-smacking sound. I was on the
edge. But my Alexa alerted the care team and they showed up in a few
minutes and their dogs found my secret stash in a trunk in the basement.
The guys sprayed the trunk with high-dose fluoride and Roundup and a
few other chemicals..."
"That's nothing, Jim. I was calling my ex-wife. I wanted to
get together for lunch. But my psychiatrist had told me any contact with
her would be a negative. Alexa alerted the care team and they
disconnected the call before it went through, showed up with a shot of
Thorazine and put me under for a few hours. When I woke up, I felt
better. Saved again."
It takes a village.
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