June 3, 2005

Brain Chips and Other Dreams of the Cyber-Evangelists

By JOHN HORGAN

Text: Some books discussed in this essay

At times, I confess, I yearn for a brain chip. Dissatisfied with the sluggish, aging, three-pound lump of neurons that nature bequeathed me, I fantasize that a surgeon has drilled a hole in my cranium and installed a Neuromorphic Adaptive Quantum Nanoprocessor in my cortex. Its features would include a Wi-Fi Internet link-up and an artificial-pundit program customized to reflect my

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