Wouldn't a claim that LLMs could be sentient lead judges in most countries to order a halt on even running them until the question is settled because slavery is prohibited in them and instantiating a sentient being to do your bidding qualifies as slavery?
![taking time to align
it perfectly and mechanically reset the margins, looks at his
brother, el enano, a scrawny boy with curly hair. What do I
write, he asks, and shorty answers let’s write a newspaper!
He feels the texture of the old cardstock, the raised line
that goes all around it and the embossed logo of the Domecq
winery. The childish magazine with a weather report and break-
ing news. He reads the ”culture” page, an excerpt from a son-
net written centuries before by a Spanish-Mexican nun, back
when being Spanish-Mexican was all you could claim to be,
and she could outsmart anyone, that Sor Juana Inés de la
Cruz, and wrote her language like the wind writes the clouds
and the dust. The words on black ink, they read
[This portrait you see]
is a vain contrivance of watchful care,
a delicate flower to the fickle wind,
a useless guard against Fate’s snare:
A stubborn effort by a fool once giv’n,
a fleeting endeavor and, when looked at well,
is corpse, dust, shadow to nothing thinned.
As is–he thinks as his gaze wanders through the living room
and the kitchen, forty years and hundreds of kilometres away–
everything, and he smiles without really wanting to.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:jwaaokxg6w4jkucx5nkrrm4t/bafkreidbjj6nfbpo4iraapekcvrhj5eqnax7vujgqy6qzthuck6lkzcubu)
