How would you feel letting a bot take your place online on Facebook and Twitter for a weekend, after studying your habits and the way you interact with your human friends?

Do you believe that it is not possible?
Poor deluded.
Well, in 2016, you can do that too and I recently had the chance to experience it firsthand, when my friend and co-founder of Doli.io, a 'Self-Autonomous Agent' (ASA) designed to take your guardian online, asked me to try it.
Imagine that your assistant knows you better than yourself and who knows how to play even your behavior that you are not aware.
At the end of the day, the bot will compile a list of everything you did in your place for riferirvelo.
I was pretty favorable to the experiment so I won all my reticence about the grant that the prototype of a program carried out by the young nerd, throw himself in the toilet the hard work that I carried out painstakingly over the years on my Facebook timeline and that of friends.
So, I gave in to the request and I allowed the robot to take the reins of my life on social, at least for the weekend.
The idea behind Doli.io, as explained to me one of the founders, was born taking note of a sad phenomenon that affects all of us, but we can not be remedied: the fact of wasting a huge portion of our short lives on company.
And much of that time, especially when it comes to Facebook, it is spent in simple gestures of mundane and routine administration, if I pass the time, to keep alive our online-person.
During the first day, it soon became clear that so much then I interact on social.
A 'like' here, a "lol" beyond; a "congratulations on the baby (whose growth we will be condemned to put up with until it can not emancipate itself legally from you)"; a "sorry, I'd love to come to your birthday party, but I'm with my parents all weekend (and in any case I hate your friends)."
You know how it is.
They are matters that are offerred with an ease that there is almost no need to think about it, are automatic robotic ... if we want to.
But I was also curious to see how this tool would be able to take my place, guess what I like and imitate my sense of humor.
I was hoping so much that worked, to entertain me and my friends.
However, another part of me was hoping that would end all my reports online, one by one, with harassing and inappropriate comments, exclusively for soddisfarei my nihilistic spirit and self-destructive.
During the preparatory phase that preceded the experiment, after my friend showed me his program, I have listed all the series of unspeakable things he would have done if it happened something very unpleasant and he calmly me he said that would not happen anything wrong.
After that, he handed me a piece of paper, and make no more ado, took me to cross ourselves over my Facebook password and Twitter.
I, who I give the password of my account.
Photo: Harvey Wilks.
With a timing that could not be better, my mother came to visit me for the weekend and being part of that category of people who lived in the real world, no smartphones and social, has always been particularly sensitive to the twenty-first pandemic century called "dependence on screens."
You can not find the opportunity fantastic to make her believe that, at least for a weekend, his only son he would be immune?
I could be in two places at the same time-along with mom and the network with all the others.
During the first day, it soon became clear that so much then I interact on social.
Doli.io acts with a frequency similar to the real user.
Having scanned all of my work online Having determined who they were my closest friends, those with whom I interact on a regular basis and of which more I like the post, he acted consistently with its assumptions.
To add some 'spice to the day online, I loaded up on Facebook a trivial pictures that would almost certainly commented on by friends and family, while I remained to enjoy the show.
Later in the day, Doli.io put me like a seemingly random selection of these comments.
You will have well in mind how we use like, right?
We put it to make it clear to someone who has been beaten to write a comment so that he understands that we read, as if sorridessimo and ringraziassimo either thumbs up.
Be ', that day I did not have to absorb as no one breaks, because someone else not care for me.
Apparently, I also like to put a photo published by my old roommate.
I have not seen the photos, but I'm sure it will be wonderful.
What I impressed me though, because I'm fond of that type and such behavior would be totally in my comfort zone.
Then, Doli.io considered the invitations I had received and decided that I was interested to enjoy the outdoor screenings of the sixth season of Game of Thrones in Copenhagen.
Not exactly the kind of events that crazy, also it was snowing, but my robot is not composed of flesh and does not worry about things like pneumonia, so I think I really do not have found anything better to let me participate.
At some point, things started to get fun.
Knowing that I was in Copenhagen, Doli.io declined an invitation to a friend's party that was held in London.
Not only that, he also wrote an apology.
Great.
But wait, there's more ...
My friend's name is Charlie, but live, and (apparently) even online, call Carlos.
Apparently, Doli.io does not just use the name that friends show on Facebook, but analyzes the messages previously sent to find out what nickname we use more with friends.
This was the message sent by Doli.io:
The excuses are well liked Charlie.
My new robot social media has just received its first like a human.
And let's go!
Forte of achievements during the first day, Sunday I witnessed an increase of loquacity Doli.io on Facebook.
Four people received my wishes without my muovessi a finger or knew that it was their birthday (sorry friends).
He did everything Doli.io.
All this made me feel really powerful.
Interestingly, Doli.io also wrote in my profile fake neglected for years.
Only two other friends know this account and noticed this unusual activity (me, Harvey, I make him a happy birthday to my ex-alter-online ego) have written to me again, after years when our communications were practically nil .
Doli.io simply acted according to conscience, allowing humans to once again contact.
clearly trying to imitate the photo I had posted the previous morning, Doli.io then uploaded a picture similar (but less beautiful) a sunny Copenhagen, on Facebook and on Twitter.
Impressive, but I had not taken that picture and concerned by accusations of not having posted something original, I deleted the contents.
Doli.io uploaded on my Twitter profile image in the public domain taken from Wikipedia.
Picture: Harvey Wilks.
And that is how my weekend a guinea pig is over too quickly: the time had come to greet Doli.io, dear readers.
Being quite doubtful departing on the possibility of transferring the reins of my online person to someone else, in just 48 hours I felt comfortable with this possibility, I would say, 95 percent.
Which, I think is a fairly behavior indicative of how human beings can prove hyper-protective of their mini-me digital and about privacy in general.
How it will spend time before programs like this become accessible to all?
We use them without thinking too much about?
And how will change the value of our online interactions, we know that our friends might be using the Autonomous Self-Agent?
Like those films in which two characters start with hate each other, but slowly discover they have more in common that bind them than initially believed, I must say that I was sorry to part from Doli.io.
And even if, basically, it is just a heartless and soulless version in the true sense of the word, who wants to attend screenings of Game of Thrones outdoors and hopes that all pass a happy birthday, I will miss him very much and hope hope to see him soon.

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