Every time you ask a bot to write a poem, somewhere in a desert, a server farm is taking a massive gulp. I just asked my phone to summarize a forty-page PDF document. It took exactly three seconds. Neat, right? But here is the weird part - that little digital parlor trick probably just "drank" about a half-liter bottle’s worth of fresh water. Yeah. I know. It sounds like a bad sci-fi premise. With World Water Day creeping up on us this March 22nd, I’ve been thinking a lot about the sheer physical weight of the internet. We treat artificial intelligence like it’s magic. Like it’s just air floating above us. It isn't. It is concrete, copper, and - mostly - water. When Silicon Gets Thirsty Imagine a warehouse packed with a hundred thousand laptops, all trying to render a high-definition video at the exact same time. It gets hot. ...
Every time you ask a bot to write a poem, somewhere in a desert, a server farm is taking a massive gulp. I just asked my phone to summarize a forty-page PDF document. It took exactly three seconds. Neat, right? But here is the weird part - that little digital ...
Every time you ask a bot to write a poem, somewhere in a desert, a server farm is taking a massive gulp. I just asked my phone to summarize a forty-page PDF document. It took exactly three seconds. Neat, right? But here is the weird part - that little digital ...
Every time you ask a bot to write a poem, somewhere in a desert, a server farm is taking a massive gulp. I just asked my phone to summarize a forty-page PDF document. It took exactly three seconds. Neat, right? But here is the weird part - that little digital ...