My IBM Thinkpad can already read minds. All it needs is a mind to be read. Except that in the case of my dumber-than-dumb laptop, it reads my mind by monitoring the ways my fingers and hands move around on the keyboard and mouse.
So can video game controls. If you want the Nazi to die more gruesomely you push the button harder -- even though there is only so much gruesomeness the button can convey.
On the other hand, I'm not sure the computer gives a damn what I think about it, but certainly IBM and MS might want to know. Just a few bytes of info every so often could tell them a lot about us. Remember MS-Bob? He's gone. Everybody wanted him dead, and he is dead.
So can video game controls. If you want the Nazi to die more gruesomely you push the button harder -- even though there is only so much gruesomeness the button can convey.
On the other hand, I'm not sure the computer gives a damn what I think about it, but certainly IBM and MS might want to know. Just a few bytes of info every so often could tell them a lot about us. Remember MS-Bob? He's gone. Everybody wanted him dead, and he is dead.
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