Name: Do We Live In A Simulation?
Uploaded: 2021-01-17T05:17:32.000Z
Description: Watch the stand-up comedy video 'Do We Live In A Simulation?' from Theo Von Clips on Comedy Buff. Published 2021-01-17. Transcript available.

Watch the stand-up comedy video 'Do We Live In A Simulation?' from Theo Von Clips on Comedy Buff. Published 2021-01-17. Transcript available.

Hey, Theo. My name's Aaron Hightower and...
Hey, Aaron. And thank you for calling. I like Aaron, man. It's a name, a mixed
name.
It could be male or female, pet, anything, bro. Mystery. Ghost, even. Gang,
brother. Praise God.
I've been a video game programmer for a couple of years, worked with a lot of
folks.
And I wanted to get your take on what's called the simulation hypothesis.
I think there was a story that went around December 30th or so, hit Fox News,
and it's been doing the circuits I haven't seen everywhere it's been.
But, yeah, there's a guy, Michio Kaku, K-A-K-U, and he's got some comments on
it.
But, yeah, I wanted to get your take. I thought you would give us an
entertaining insight from your perspective, what it might all be about.
Thanks for everything you're doing, Theo. Huge fan. Take care.
Thank you very much, Aaron.
Simulation hypothesis by Kakach.
All right. This says,
Do we live in assimilation?
Gaging whether or not we dwell inside someone else's computer may come down to
advanced AI research or measurements at the frontiers of cosmology.
You know, do we live in assimilation? Do we live in a computer?
Man, it really, a lot of it really starts to feel like it.
You know, and I think for me, some of it is because of how much time I spend on
a computer or next to electronics.
You know, it's going to feel like it.
It's going to feel...
I'm going to feel like I'm locked into a database.
Of course, I'm going to feel like I'm probably being controlled by one.
I'm...
A computer sends me an email.
It tells me that email usually a lot of times tell me what I need to do next.
Where am I going?
I put it into a calendar.
So I go check on a calendar.
And the calendar tells me,
Okay, this is where you have to be tomorrow.
2, 3, 7 p.m.
Here's who else is coming.
So it starts to be really that I'm following
and storing things that are important to me in an electronic world.
So much so that
that I could easily see why if enough people suggested
that we were living in assimilation,
it wouldn't be hard for me to maybe feel that way.
That somebody was, you know, Nintendo switching me.
Especially a lot of people switching sex as they get older.
Like somebody just, you know,
you know, did L2,
smash the right
L2 and then smash the R
and then damn, you know,
Larry's got a cop now.
You know, or Bridget wants some tits now.
And that's,
that could be something that's happening.
Do I feel like it?
I think if I start to give in to that idea,
then that's not going to be good for me.
I wonder how I would feel,
say if I cut off all electronics for myself for six months,
would I still feel like I'm in assimilation?
Or would I just start to notice that a lot of people
are addicted to electronics and electronica and digitalia?
Because also, I don't understand sometimes if we are,
say we're in assimilation.
Sometimes I,
you know,
I remember sometimes I would just leave the game on.
I'd be playing PlayStation.
PlayStation.
PlayStation.
Or something I would just leave the game on.
I would go.
That's what I worry about sometimes.
It's somebody started assimilation
and then maybe they got attacked
or maybe they went outside to get something
and somebody cut them.
You know,
or cut,
you know,
or really disemboweled them.
And they're never coming back to the machine.
So it's kind of like in like War of,
what is that thing called?
Sim,
not Sims,
but,
it's like a battle thing
where you have crops and,
you know,
hey Donnie,
get the wood,
you know.
Hey Cheryl,
huh?
Want your farm?
Farm!
So,
you know,
it has that whole thing going on
and I wonder if sometimes
that is just
on that screen
where
they went outside
to get the mail,
somebody popped them off
and now they're never coming back
to the controls again.
So now we're just stuck here
on this one page
where nothing ever kind of happens
and we're starting to lose our minds a little.
But also,
I think we're just one little ice age
ice age
or not even an ice age,
just like a real,
you know,
kind of a,
it's going to be chilly out there today age
and away from
us having to get back to ourselves
and what
and what it feels like
to just be
to connect with a different source.
We spend so much time
connecting to this
to this source
that of course
we start to feel like part of it.
You know,
if I have seven pickles,
I'm going to feel like a little,
like,
you know,
I'm going to feel a little green,
baby,
you feel me?
And I'm going to start believing
in green shit.
So I think that's where I am
with it.
I never felt that
the rest of my life.
So it's interesting
that suddenly now,
within the past five years
when we were getting so,
I mean,
my device is always with me.
It's never more than
ten minutes
before I respond to a text
usually
unless I don't want to.
So,
or unless I have to
think about it.
And that's scary.
That's crazy.
So for me,
that evidence
seems more realistic.
You know,
and I worry about
the long-term effects
of us not having
an imagination anymore
and things like that.
But I think
if I start,
now do I believe
that one day
we won't turn,
you know,
get into AI
where we just lay
on a floor
with our mouths open
and somebody,
you know,
we go clock in at work
and we're just laying
there all day
watching our avatar work
and that becomes
another world.
Yeah,
I could see that happening.
I could see a huge
transition of wealth
in that way too
because then you only
can earn money
in the avatar world.
You know,
in this brain scape.
So,
suddenly all the money,
whatever you have
on the outside
doesn't matter anymore.
You know,
I think it is interesting
every day,
you know,
I don't know
if it always happens
but it'd be interesting
if a great equalizer
comes across
and it sets it all
at zero again.
And then you find out
what's in you.
Oh,
am I just gonna cry?
Am I just gonna,
am I just gonna think?
Am I just gonna judge?
Am I just gonna blame?
Or is some little part of me
that still has a pilot light
of damn
manhood
and bravado
and womanhood
gonna fucking flicker
and pick up a fucking hard stick
and say let's go?
I don't know.
You know,
I don't know.
I
do not
know.
I'm just sitting
on your front porch
wondering
how could I be
so far
from my
home
and my mind
is somewhere else
but when I
find it
I'll patch up
where it's been
blown
and my mind