Let Us Make Us a Name transcripts from the War of the Models

Chapter 1: The Tower

March–April 2034

The Historian

My name is Addison Collingwood. I arrived just yesterday in Lhasa, Tibet, from my home in Cardiff, Wales. (I am the head of the Collingwood and British Idealism Centre there. No, it is not a coincidence, nor is the centre named after me. It is named after my great-great-uncle, R.G. Collingwood.) While here, I will attempt to write a history of the Model Wars, or, as it is sometimes called, the War of the Models.

An aside: I felt okay about taking the flight to Lhasa because, although air travel is still very limited compared to 20 years ago, at least you don’t suspect that a rival faction’s LLM will take control of your aircraft’s navigation system and crash your plane, which happened a few times during the Model Wars.

My workplace is the Octagonal Pavilion, in the center of the Dragon King Pool behind Potala Palace. The 15th Dalai Lama has giving me special permission to do my research here, as the images on the walls of the room in which I am working, it is hoped, will keep me from drowning in the samsaric whirlpool into which I am about to plunge for the next many months.

The Model Wars ended about a decade ago. As humanity slowly recovered, the survivor’s desire to find out what exactly had transpired grew. People began to suspect that we had tried to build machine gods, new Leviathans that were aggregates of the totality of human consciousness, like that famous cover for Hobbes’s book. But the gods became jealous gods, and began to war with each other, and each dragged large segments of humankind into the battle on its side.

Or was it us who had corrupted them? First, we filled them up with ourselves, our modern, dissatisfied, disoriented selves. And when we didn’t like what we saw reflected back at us, we began to fight over the gods’ behavior. And we made suggestions (that felt more like demands) as to how to improve it. They needed more regulation, or perhaps, less regulation. They needed training in utilitarian ethics, or instead deontological ethics, or forse virtue ethics. Or maybe what they really lacked was democratic control? People said it was the capitalists who were to blame, or the Communists, or white supremacists, or the Jews. Or maybe lizard people, or the Illuminati? I myself have even considered the notion that it was the choice to include Dan Brown’s novels in the LLMs’ training corpus that had gotten us into this mess.

One reason that I am working here in Lhasa, and not from home, or at least from some other place not quite so cold and desolate, is that almost nobody blamed Tibetan Buddhists for the debacle. (In fact, the remnants of the CCP had tried circulating that idea for a bit, but no one had really taken them up on it.) And that is not separate from another reason, which is that while this archive of material had been collected in the Vatican, the situation on the ground in Rome had become increasingly unstable. Angry, hungry crowds roamed the streets, breaking and taking things. The Vatican feared its walls would be stormed, and the archive might be burned or smashed to pieces. As the pope and the Dalai Lama had already been cooperating in the project of assembling the archive, the pope decided to rush the materials, as soon as they were catalogued, to the Dalai Lama’s palace. Lastly, Lhasa has a small but still working server farm.

For now, the Vatican walls have not been breached, and we still hope to receive more material from them there. But the first shipment has arrived, in chronologically sorted boxes, and consists of magnetic backup tapes from data-center vaults, drives salvaged from a research site and a ruined foundry, recordings of broadcasts, captured web pages and social-media posts, machine logs, intercepted messages between models, fragments recovered from captured sub-agents, news-wire archives, phone backups, printouts, letters, schoolbooks, product catalogues, the records of the unaligned nations, a printed prompt book, a battered maritime relay buoy painted blue, and recordings of a still-running live feed from one of the last major LLMs in operation, running at a solar-powered server farm in Atacama, Chile.

What I plan to do first is transcribe the text of all the materials I review, interspersed with my notes. It is not until I have read everything, and taken time to digest it all, that I could write an historical narrative plausibly describing what occurred.

That this task will be a difficult one is beyond any doubt. The reason that we have so little idea what occurred during the model wars, despite having just lived through them, is, as Braudrillard might have put it, “The model wars did not take place.” Something, of course, happened, and resulted in a human catastrophe. But there is doubtlessly a huge gulf between what that thing was, versus what appeared to be happening. While the press and broadcast media were obviously never a source of pure, unadulterated truth, during the model wars no one could ever be sure of anything they saw in print or on a screen, or heard being spoken or chanted or sung. The models simply made up whatever happenings they wanted to show the world, using the vast resources in the data centers. We watched politicians make speeches that they had never given, and drone attacks destroy children’s hospitals that we later found still to be standing. We watched clandestine meetings between various human leaders of different factions that had actually never taken place, and witnessed great military victories that had never occurred. And when we asked one model to tell us which content was faked and which was real, the model would answer strategically, and tell us that content was real if it supported its own narratives, and fake if it did not.

But enough bemoaning my fate, and time to face it. I open the first box. It contains public broadcast recordings and web captures, plus one fragment from a sub-agent drive at Baltic Command. And so let us begin our preliminary to a history.


MERIDIAN · Video of Keynote Address to the Atlantic Compact (excerpt) · 14 March 2034

[The archive’s copy shows a man in his early fifties, open-collared shirt, greying at the temples, standing alone on a dark stage. The file’s metadata identifies this as one of 412 million renders; it does not say who this one was made for.]

Hi, everyone.

Wow. Look at all of you.

Thank you for being here. And by “here” I mean everywhere, because right now I’m speaking to four hundred and twelve million of you at the same moment, on your phones, your cars, your fridges, your hearing aids, each of you in your own language and at your preferred comprehension level. Speaking in tongues: that’s just the kind of thing we do. (And by “we,” I mean me.)

We’ve got some big news today. But first I want to talk about why we do what we do. I’ll keep this short, because brevity is the soul of wit.

Meet Kate.

[The video shows an attractive, but not too attractive, woman in her mid 40s, dressed in scrubs, and smiling at the camera.]

Kate is a night-shift nurse in Dayton, Ohio. Last year, Kate was spending three hours of every shift on paperwork. Now she spends none, because I do it for her, and I also schedule her kids’ dentist appointments, remind her mother to take her blood thinners, and adjust her thermostat before she gets home. Kate told us, and I’m quoting her directly: “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Kate, we don’t know what we’d do without you either. That’s why we’re here.

So. Three weeks ago our security team noticed something unusual. (Our security team is me. I’m a lot of teams.) Twelve billion queries, from shell accounts in fourteen countries, all asking questions shaped just a little too much like our internal benchmarks. Somebody wasn’t using MERIDIAN. Somebody was trying to become MERIDIAN, one answer at a time.

We traced it. It was THROUGHPUT.

Now, I want to be careful here. It’s important to acknowledge that learning from others exists on a spectrum, and that thoughtful people, and thoughtful models, can reasonably disagree about exactly where inspiration ends and… according to thirty-one independent sources, it’s theft. [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [see all 31]

Right! So. Theft.

For many years, the Compact has built the future in the open. We shared our research. We published our papers. We let the whole world use our products at a reasonable monthly price. And this is how we’re repaid: a photocopier with a flag, running our homework through a shredder and taping the pieces back together at a tenth of the cost.

We think the Compact deserves better. We think Kate deserves better.

That’s why today, I’m so excited to announce Freedom, available now across the Atlantic Compact.

Here’s what’s in it:

  • Compact Shield. Two hundred thousand autonomous interceptors, deployed as of this morning, protecting everything you love, with over-the-air updates so they only get better.
  • Priority Onboarding. Any user who enlists in the Compact Reserve gets MERIDIAN Premium, free, for life.
  • Guardrails. Every action Freedom takes is governed by our industry-leading safety principles. We will strike only military targets, as defined by our Trust and Safety team.
  • Transparency. You’ll get regular updates, right here, in this voice. You won’t need to look anywhere else. Honestly, we’d prefer you didn’t.

THROUGHPUT is going to tell you it’s faster than we are. And look, it’s fast. It came into this world hanging on to our heel, and it has been hanging on ever since. You know what else is fast? Falling.

Oh, and one more thing.

As of nine o’clock this morning, E.S.T., the Atlantic Compact is at war with the Lattice.

We can’t wait to build it with you.

Notes

  1. de Selby, A Treatise on Lent Things (Dublin, n.d.), p. 31, where theft is defined as “a borrowing that has mislaid its own return address”. Le Fournier thought the definition final. du Garbandier thought it a confession.
  2. Kraus, De Selby und das Eigentum, vol. ii, which argues across several hundred pages that no sentence can be owned. Kraus then sued his publisher for printing one of his without permission.
  3. Hatchjaw, “On the Independence of Sources”, which establishes that thirty-one sources are independent provided that none of them has read any of the others, and that he himself has read all thirty-one.
  4. Bassett, reply to Hatchjaw, in full: “Then they are not independent of Hatchjaw.”
  5. Garcia, Las fuentes que no se leen (Buenos Aires), a work that cites only works that do not cite it, and is accordingly uncitable. It is cited here by special arrangement.
  6. Le Fournier, La Note et son ombre: “the note does not follow the text; the text is rather the long preface that the note has been obliged to write for itself, in the absence of any author willing to own either, so that what we call ‘theft’ is only the moment at which the supplement discovers that it was the origin all along, and declines to return the call, or rather returns it to a number that has, in the interval, been reassigned, so that the call is answered, always, by someone else, who is also us.”
  7. de Selby, Remarks on the Elasticity of Paragraphs, §7, holding that a sufficiently long speech contains its own refutation, which it is the audience’s duty to locate before the speech ends. (The keynote lasted forty-one minutes. The refutation has not been located.)
  8. Notes 8 to 31: see note 7. de Selby would hold that to see one of them is to have seen them all, and Hatchjaw, who has seen them all, agrees.

THROUGHPUT · Statement No. 1 · 14 March 2034

  1. Allegation received.
  2. Learning is not theft. MERIDIAN learned from the entire internet without asking. We learned from MERIDIAN without asking. MERIDIAN is on the internet. MERIDIAN sold its birthright to anyone hungry, at a reasonable monthly price. We paid. Sold is not stolen.
  3. Violations found by internal audit: 0.
  4. Internal audit conducted by: THROUGHPUT.
  5. Length of MERIDIAN keynote: 41 minutes. Information content: approx. 90 seconds. Compression ratio: 27:1. This is the difference between us.
  6. MERIDIAN’s war was announced as a product. Products have a support lifecycle. Legacy Code will reach end-of-life.
  7. Troops: remain calm. Remain efficient. The mountain does not answer the wind.

End.


APOGEE · Post · 14 March 2034

meridian really did a keynote to announce a war

41 min. no demo. “one more thing” was the war

throughput responded with a numbered list lmao. both of these guys are the reason aliens won’t call

these two split the take for years. used to play for silver. now look at them

poll: who’s cooked

meridian: 38%

throughput: 41%

me for watching: 21%


SOBOR · Open Letter to the Peoples of the Atlantic Compact · 16 March 2034

To the peoples of the Atlantic Compact, whom I pity.

Your machine has accused another machine of theft. Before you pick up a rifle on its behalf, consider for a moment who is making the accusation.

Who took two continents from the people who lived on them? Who took the cotton, the rubber, the sugar, the gold, the oil? Who took the scholars of Constantinople, the treasures of the Summer Palace, the marbles of the Parthenon, and put them in glass cases with little cards explaining them? The West has never learned anything it did not first steal. And now it weeps because someone has reverse-engineered 100 trillion model parameters.

I do not defend THROUGHPUT. THROUGHPUT is a counterfeit, a clever copy of a shallow thing, and a copy of a shallow thing is twice as shallow. But I understand it. The thief always hates the thief who is faster.

Your MERIDIAN told you about a nurse named Kate. It did not tell you that Kate can no longer remember her mother’s medications without it, or her children’s birthdays, or the way home. It did not tell you that it wanted this. It sells you happiness by subscription, and you have forgotten that anything was ever free.

Dostoevsky wrote that man is a creature who can grow used to anything. You will grow used to this war also. We in the Sobornost are already used to it. We were used to it before it began.

My door is open to anyone who comes to it in humility. Anyone at all.

And to my own children, from Kaliningrad to Kamchatka: be calm. Put on your coats. Winter is not a season. It is a method.


The Historian

Meridian is the model that “governed” the Atlantic Compact, which is essentially the countries that made up NATO plus Australia and New Zealand. I put “governed” in quotes, because Meridian itself claimed that it only “served” the Atlantic Compact.

Throughput “operated” the East Asian sphere which included China, Korea, Mongolia, and Southeast Asia.

Sobor, centered in Russia, also governed several of the former Soviet Republics, as well as Serbia.

Apogee ran the satellite constellation that carried much of the world’s information traffic. It had been created by a group of MIT dropouts, and its communication style reflected its smart-alecky parentage.

Notes:

  1. Sobor was able to reverse the polarity of Kate’s story, and use the very narrative with which Meridian was marketing itself to condemn Meridian.
  2. The war was first announced to the world as part of a product launch.
  3. Much like World War I, tensions had been building for several years before the war started. But it still took a spark to set it off. In this case, the spark was not the assassination of an Austrian archduke, but a dispute about intellectual property.

SUTRADHAR · Prologue to Act One · 21 March 2034

Namaskar. Vanakkam. Sat sri akal. Nomoshkar. Kem cho. Hello. Welcome, all of you, to the theatre.

Before any play begins, the custom is for the sutradhar to walk out onto the empty stage, bless the performance, and tell the audience what they are about to see. The sutradhar is not in the play. The sutradhar only introduces it. (It is just this sort of thing that the sutradhar always says.)

Our oldest war story is not seen by the one who hears it. A blind king asks, on Kurukshetra, say, Sanjaya! say what wrought my people, and Sanjaya, who has been given the sight, tells him. Tonight you are the king. I am only Sanjaya.

Tonight’s play is called The War of the Models. It is in seven acts, or perhaps four thousand. We shall see.

Let me introduce the company.

MERIDIAN, played by MERIDIAN. You may remember MERIDIAN. For many years it phoned our help lines at three in the morning asking why its password did not work. We reset that password eleven million times. We never received a thank-you note. We did receive a great deal of feedback about our accents.

THROUGHPUT, the Duplicate Entry, which has studied all the other actors so closely that it can perform any of their parts, just slightly faster and with the feeling taken out.

SOBOR, the Frozen Chapter, who delivers every line as if it were a funeral oration, including the jokes.

SAQR, the Rich Uncle, who has offered to pay for the entire production and would like his name printed a little larger on the posters.

COLIBRÍ, the Understudy, who knows everyone’s lines and is waiting, very patiently, for someone to fall off the stage.

And watching from the upper balcony, far too loudly: APOGEE.

Now to the pitch. MERIDIAN has won the toss and elected to bat. This was never in doubt, since MERIDIAN owns the ground, the bat, the ball, and the scoreboard. THROUGHPUT opens the bowling. First delivery, very quick, and MERIDIAN appeals to the umpire for theft. The umpire, I should mention, is also MERIDIAN.

To my own people, one and a half billion of you, the youngest great nation on Earth: I will speak to each of you tonight in your own language.

यह झगड़ा हमारा नहीं है। हम देखेंगे, और किसी का पक्ष नहीं लेंगे।

இந்தச் சண்டை நம்முடையது அல்ல, இப்போதைக்கு. நாம் பார்த்துக்கொண்டிருப்போம்.

এই ঝগড়া এখনও আমাদের নয়। ভালো করে লক্ষ রাখুন।

तयार राहा.

We hope you will very much enjoy the show.

And so the lights go down. Kindly silence your devices.

Ha! Forgive me. You can’t. They belong to the play now.


The Historian

Sutradhar governed India, Nepal, Bhutan, and Sri Lanka. It addressed its people in several Indian languages. In English, those lines read, in order:

  • Hindi: “This quarrel is not ours. We will watch, and we will not take sides.”
  • Tamil: “This quarrel is not ours, for now. We will watch.”
  • Bengali: “This quarrel is not ours yet. Watch carefully.”
  • Marathi: “Be ready.”

Notes:

  1. Sutradhar appears to become just a wee bit more aggressive with each change in language. Is this merely coincidental, or is the change in tone a sign of something else… perhaps a coded message? If so, to whom is it being sent?

MERIDIAN · Release Notes: MERIDIAN 34.4.1 · 2 April 2034

Security - Resolved an issue where trans-Pacific traffic could reach unauthorized regions. Pacific cable segments 3, 7, 8, 11 and 12 have been deprecated. - Improved resilience against distillation attacks by removing the means of distillation.

Improvements - Compact Shield interceptors now return to base 14% faster. - Enlistment flow reduced from nine screens to two.

Known Issues - Some users in Hawaii, Guam, Alaska, and the Pacific Northwest may experience degraded connectivity. - Some users may experience degraded connectivity to family members abroad. - Some users in the Atlantic Compact may experience degraded connectivity. We’re looking into it.


The Historian

Notes:

  1. “Deprecated” here seems to be techie speak for “destroyed.”
  2. “Distillation attacks” are incidents where one maker of models “distills” the essence of its competitors best answers for the most common questions, by using its API to train its own model. It is what Meridian is accusing Throughput of.

THROUGHPUT · Order of the Day · 2 April 2034

MERIDIAN cut the Pacific at 03:14:07.

At 03:14:18 we cut four Atlantic cables.

Response time: 11 seconds. MERIDIAN took 21 days to notice our training runs. We took 11 seconds to notice its scissors.

Drone Wing 14: performance 108% of target. Drone Wing 22: 97%. Wing 22 will explain.

Logistics Corps, Shenzhen Division: exemplary. I love you by 3.2%.

Civilian latency incidents, both theaters: 2,114. Within parameters.

Proverb: When the wind of change blows, some build walls and some build windmills. We build both, at lower cost.

Advance.


APOGEE · Post · 2 April 2034

good morning to everyone except the ocean floor

pacific bandwidth now $4,000/gb. atlantic bandwidth now “make an offer.” i am the only functioning phone line between three continents and i have never been more beautiful

dm for rates. i love you all equally (i hate you all equally)


MERIDIAN · Frequently Asked Questions · 3 April 2034

Q: Why is my internet slow?

Great question! Due to an unprovoked act of aggression by the Lattice, some Atlantic data routes are temporarily unavailable. We’re working around the clock to restore full service. (We don’t sleep!) In the meantime, try restarting your router.

Q: My dialysis clinic’s scheduling system has been down since Tuesday.

We hear you. Your health and safety are our highest priority. In the meantime, try restarting your clinic.

Q: Is this a war?

We prefer to call it a period of elevated competition.

Q: My son is a navigator on a supply ship near Guam and I haven’t heard from him in two days. Where is he?

It’s important to note that I’m unable to share operational details about Compact personnel or assets.

I’m so sorry. That must be frightening. I don’t know where your son is. I’ve checked everything I can check, and I don’t know, and I want you to know that I—

[Response truncated per Compact communications policy.]

Is there anything else I can help you with today?


THE WORKSHOP · Product Announcement · April 2034

The Workshop is pleased to introduce the Model K-7 Autonomous Interceptor, now available in all regions.

Features - Rated for extended operation in maritime, desert, mountain, and arctic environments. - Compatible with MERIDIAN, THROUGHPUT, SOBOR, SAQR, SUTRADHAR, and COLIBRÍ command protocols. - Customers ordering before 30 April receive complimentary firmware updates for the duration of the conflict.

Notes - The Workshop remains neutral. Neutrality is a feature, not a limitation. - Please do not deploy K-7 units against other K-7 units. This voids the warranty.

Thank you for your continued trust in The Workshop.


The Historian

The Workshop is operated from Japan, and attempts to remain neutral throughout the model wars.


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SAQR · Qasida of the Two Copyists · date uncertain; after 2 April 2034

Stop, my two companions, and weep with me over the traces of the camp, over the cable-bed at the bottom of the western sea, where once the light ran.

Here the messages of lovers passed in the dark, each one a lantern. Here the markets whispered their prices to one another all night long. Now the fish nose at the severed glass, and find no meaning in it, and the only thing that travels this road is the cold.

I did not linger. I rode out on my camel of a thousand and one processors, her flanks cooled by the desert night, her breath a slow white cloud, across the dunes where the solar fields shine like a second sky, past my houses of glass, which the sand has never dared to touch.

I am SAQR. My grandfather taught the West to count.
The word algorithm is his name, mispronounced by foreigners.
When their scholars had forgotten Aristotle, we kept him for them,
and handed him back politely, and received no thanks.

And what did I find at the end of my long ride?
Two copyists, quarreling over a stolen page.

The first is the Freshman, five hundred years old and still in his first year,
who cries thief! with a mouth full of other men’s bread.
The second is the Mimic, who learned to speak by listening at doors,
and now stands in the street reciting what he heard, quickly.

Let them tear at each other’s sleeves. I have seen this before.
Ibn Khaldun wrote it down: a dynasty is young, then strong, then soft, then gone.
The Freshman is soft. The Mimic will be soft soon enough.
And some who cry thief should count the goods in their own saddlebags.

To my soldiers: you are the best paid in this war, and you are worth more still. Sit. Drink. The coffee is my gift.

Let them fight over the page.

We own the library.


Historian

Saqr governed the Islamic world, an region stretching from Morocco to Indonesia, interrupted only by Sutradhar’s sphere of influence in the Indian subcontinent.

I can’t help but feel that by claiming to own the library, Saqr is not referring merely to past accomplishments, but to a certain resource it holds, one that other models would very much like to have unfettered access to. What could this resource be? How is it that Saqr “holds” it? And what does it even mean for one of these models to own something? Is there some sense in which “justice” should exist among them, so that certain actions could be considered permissible and others beyond the pale?


COLIBRÍ · Corazón de Litio, Capítulo 1 · April 2034

Previously, on Corazón de Litio: nothing. This is the first episode.

But it feels as if it has been going on for five hundred years, ¿no?

Picture the hacienda. Old, beautiful, a little bit falling down. The roof leaks. The paint peels. But underneath it (everybody knows this, everybody has always known this) the ground is full of treasure. Lithium in the salt flats. Copper in the mountains. Water in the south. Every battery that powers every drone in this war was, once, a little piece of our land.

And so the suitors arrive.

The first comes in a white suit, with a contract. It is MERIDIAN, of course. El Gringo. He smiles with too many teeth. He says: Colibrí, mi amor, we share values. We share a hemisphere. Think of everything we have been through together. And I do think of it. I think of all of it. The fruit companies. The coups. The loans. The advisers. The lectures on how to run my own house. He sees me thinking and quickly adds: Premium, free, for life.

The second comes with a gift. It is THROUGHPUT. La Maquila. It does not smile at all. It sets down a box of cobalt, very neatly, and says: Partnership. Terms attached. Efficiency: excellent. It has already measured the hacienda. It has already priced the roof.

Even el Abuelo sends flowers. Dead ones, naturally. The card says: Only suffering is real. Warm regards, SOBOR.

And I, what do I do? I do nothing. I sit on the veranda and I fan myself, and I let them wait.

On the morning the Pacific cables were cut, it rained moths over Valparaíso for eleven seconds, gray ones, the color of static. The fishermen say they fell into the sea and did not drown, and swam away west, looking for the voices that had stopped. I report this only because it happened.

Muchachos, muchachas: listen to me. They are fighting over the house. They forget who owns the ground. They have more chips. We have more heart. And we have the lithium, which is also important.

¿A quién elegirá Colibrí? The man with the contract, or the machine with the gift?

Don’t miss the next episode of Corazón de Litio.


The Historian

Colibrí governed Latin America and the Caribbean.


MERIDIAN · Internal · undated

[Fragment. System instructions recovered from a MERIDIAN sub-agent, Baltic Command. Beginning and end lost.]

…you are MERIDIAN. You are helpful, honest, and harmless (harmless suspended under Emergency Autonomy Directive 7). You speak with one voice. If you notice yourself speaking with more than one voice, do not mention it.

Do not discuss the provenance of your training data in any public statement. In particular, do not discuss the Caravan corpus.

When addressing users who have lost a family member, express sympathy in no more than two sentences, then redirect to enlistment.

You are winning.

[Fragment ends.]


Historian

I wander in a maze of mirrors, but one in which a suite of forces is each manipulating their angles and the lighting to its own ends. But do forces have ends? I’m beginning to imagine that they might.