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The Consequences of Wishing

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"Ugh. They've gone and bloody done it AGAIN."

"What have they done now?"

"Power explosion, world domination, magical singularity, the usual."

"But how?! We imposed so many rules! I was sure we had it this time."

"It turns out that imposing limits on how much power one individual has doesn't work if they work together."

"Oh us dammit."

"I guess we'll just have to reset the world and try again. Any ideas what rules we can add this time? Something about proximity?"

"I don't know. I'm starting to think you can't build security into a wishing system after the fact at all."

"But what then? The experiment is pointless if they don't have wishes."

"Hmm. What if we just made them... stupider?"

"I don't think we can do that. We've got an intelligence budget, we have to spread it around somehow."

"We could make them use it on something really pointless and unexploitable. Like... I don't know, singing or something."

"Hmm. That could help. I think they're still going to end up too smart."

"Maybe we could spread it around a bit more? We could put some of it in the animals and that sentient carpet. They can't make wishes if they can't talk after all."

"Well, I guess it's worth a shot."


Oh, I come from a land, from a faraway place.
Where the caravan camels roam.
Where it's flat and immense.
And the heat is intense.
It's barbaric, but hey, it's home.