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In Al-Khwarazmi We Trust
Another few miles and we would never have built ChatGPT
In the beginning — by which I mean 9th century C.E. obviously — a Persian guy named Musa had a kid.
He named his kid Muhammad
This was to prepare for the unending petrostate luxuries of the 21st century where everyone was named Muhammad to more easily hide early onset dementia and Al-Zheimerical forgetfulness.
Musa’s boy was born in a province called Khwarazm, just a few miles from the state of Orgazm. This was fortuitous as we shall soon see.
Muhammad, praiseworthy in deed as in name, was a polymath, by which I mean he loved different types of math — al-gebra from the zebra district, arithmetic, and astronomy.
In those days, being a polymath must have been very easy — there were low hanging fruit of knowledge everywhere.
You could just pluck it off a tree but that was only allowed if you were a man. A woman who went aplucking was likely to be banished from all knowledge. In fact, we only restarted knowledge sharing with women a century or so ago because one of their kind stole an…
