remembering some SF short story where some software boy genius was dying of cancer so he wrote an AI to figure things out and...
remembering some SF short story where some software boy genius was dying of cancer so he wrote an AI to figure things out and resurrect him only then he annihilated his body in a car crash so the still-operative AI decided the best way to proceed was remake him
which it tried by fooming to the point it had the ability to get into people’s brains so they wandered away in a fugue to gather and reenact his memories until they hit on the right way to be him
and this was a global phenomenon, and people felt awkward that in the beginning they thought it was a zombie plague and shot them, but it was sort of internalized as shameful to “give in” to this?
anyone know what I’m talking about?
>@kata4a said: this is steve fever by greg egan
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