I think I'd clone myself, and then one of us would turn to the dark side. I'd get so much more done in a day....
'Underneath'
What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Then you gotta start considering your recovery point objective (when was the last backup? How much time have you lost? Are you still you if you didn't have the mufalletta for lunch?). Recovery time objective is important too.
Cloning my consciousness is so off if either of us needs to have a goatee
Only the evil one would have to have the goatee. Though I suppose a twirly mustache would do in a pinch.
The thing is, as long as the consciousness that is sitting here typing dies, I don't CARE what happens to any clones.
It's all about me, me, me, baby.
The thing is, as long as the consciousness that is sitting here typing dies
The body can die, though?
This cloning discussion sounds a bit like the plot of Altered Carbon by Richard Morgan.
The body can die, though?
The body dies; the body's beauty lives.
Would you know that you are the backup when you walk out of MyBackup(TM) to see if you really can jump that canyon...
You'e be you, minus however long since your last backup.
(In Richard Morgan's books, your consciousness is stored on a hard drive that lives at the top of your spinal column, and is updated in real time. So after your body goes splat at the bottom of the canyon, the park rangers retrieve your hard drive and put it into a new body, assuming you're rich enough to afford one.)
[xpost with Shrift, sort of]
So you come to with the memory of dying each time? That's ... that makes things different.
The body dies; the body's beauty lives.
If there are two of your consciousnesses, are they both you?
the park rangers retrieve your hard drive and put it into a new body, assuming you're rich enough to afford one.
Would it fit in a house cat? Or an emperor penguin?