I have to admit this news story distressed me. Let the headline speak: “New computers could delete thoughts without your knowledge, experts warn.” (http://www.independent.co.uk/news/science/delete-thoughts-read-your-mind-without-your-knowledge-neurotechnology-new-human-rights-laws-a7701661.html)
Yeah, I know–first you have to find some before you can delete ’em. But for those of us who still have thoughts, we are now warned about “machines that can read our thoughts,” brought to you by the exciting new field of neurotechnology.
This, they say, could lead to “brain hacking” and other “intrusions.” Like, you wake up in the morning and find yourself thinking, “Y’know, it really is time for a world government! And George Soros is just the one to run it! Man, I love Hillary Clinton!”
The horror, the horror…
We might even get computers that allow you to “type just by thinking.” That doesn’t promise much in the way of readability, let alone literary quality.
Anyway, it truly bothers me to contemplate foolish, power-hungry, sinners getting so much power. And you know they’ll pitch it to us the greatest thing since duct tape. Just wait’ll you see the sales job that they do on this. Don’t be the only one on your block who doesn’t have a computer interface!
God’s word is the antidote. He won’t just sit up there and watch the fun.
I found comfort today in Psalm 46. So here it is, King James Version.
God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea; though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof. Selah.
There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the most High. God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.
The heathen raged, the kingdoms were moved; he uttered his voice, the earth melted. The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.
Come, behold the works of the Lord, what desolations he hath made in the earth. He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; he burneth the chariot in the fire.
Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth. The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.
God is able to deal with nincompoops who try to rule the world.