Bob Oshea said:
Actually, they've had this technology for about 15 years. I don't mean the choppy, mechanical sounding IVR regurgitation. In fact, I heard a sample of this stuff as far back as '95 or '96. It was supposed to be kept an industry secret at the time but somehow one of our guys at Federated Media got hold of it. It was creepy to hear a computer program that sounded human and could ape any North American dialect or accent without even the slightest hint of being 'artificial'. In fact, this technology is already in limited use in the network medium. The only thing between AI and us is whats left of AFTRA. In another 10 years....forgettaboutit!
Let's assume for a moment that your vision of the future is 'on target'. Golden voices, varieties of voices ripe for the picking from the transistor-orchards.
There was this period in radio, beginning maybe in the mid 1950s when the age of the spontaneous expression of an announcer turned loose and even given access to the knobs and switches previous owned only by the engineer species went to war with the traditional old block-programmed network anchored radio of the 30s and 40s. This new-kid-on-the-block ruled the airwaves until sometime approaching 1990 or so. Soon the knobs and switches would be handed over to the automation machines and already the spontaneous expressions were being turned over to little lists and little stacks of cue cards. DO NOT THINK. DO AS YOU ARE TOLD.
So we have one last frontier that is up for grabs under your scenario, Mr. O'Shea. Who gets to create the stream or document of ASCII characters that will hour by hour, day by day be fed into the golden voices from the transistor-orchards. Are there other orchards that will have their transistors programmed to create these scripts, or is it possible, heaven forbid, that some artistic human souls will crowd into the picture to actually type up scripts as joyous and refreshing as the home-made from scratch apple pies that my wife bakes.
This could be your worst nightmare. AFTRA replaced by SWAG (Screen Writers and Actors Guild?)
We all go through life with this incredible zest to live. We dread growing old. We deny growing old. And yet when I look at the changes going on all around me, maybe the 'coming out' party at the funeral home almost begins to have appeal.