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I could go on and on about the failings of Shakespeare ... but really I shouldn’t need to: the Bayesian priors are pretty damning. About half of the people born since 1600 have been born in the past 100 years, but it gets much worse than that. When Shakespeare wrote, almost all of Europeans were busy farming, and very few people attended university; few people were even literate—probably as low as about ten million people. By contrast, there are now upwards of a billion literate people in the Western sphere. What are the odds that the greatest writer would have been born in 1564?

—Chauncey Gardiner’s “sophomore college blog”, quoted in Michael Lewis’ Going Infinite

One of the most bizarre premises of quantum theory, which has long fascinated philosophers and physicists alike, states that by the very act of watching, the observer affects the observed reality.

SBF’s insightful musings on the bard call to mind the difference between the data modernists and the rest of us: the nature of discourse as a bilateral, interactive thing, as compared to symbol processing: where a machine consumes a bunch of symbols and executes a series of preset commands, without learning anything and without changing the nature of the text.

The thing about “Shakespeare” — the body of work, not the dude —is it that isn’t just “code” deposited in a kind of Elizabethethan GitHub database and left there inviolate, for future generations to download and run. That may be its root, but “Shakespeare” as we know it is the body of work that has grown around it: the performances, the learned monographs, the university lectures and countless sophomore essays, the re-readings, the editions, the adaptations and reimaginings, the misinterpretations — if there even can be such a thing — the peculiar ability of oh Shakespearean adages and idioms to leach into the vernacular. Beyond that root — to be sure, an extraordinarily stout and fertile root it is — none of the Shakespearean canon comes from William Shakespeare.

This is the nature of human language: meaning does not subsist in the code, but comes through the mystical collision between text and the reader’s cultural warehouse of experience and expectation. Meaning doesn’t exist on the page, but is made, there on the fly, in the act of interacting. A similar process went on when William Shakespeare created his texts, but it only happens once, and his cultural milieu is entirely lost on us now. William Shakespeare’s genius was to generate text so enduringly susceptible to creative interpretation by successive generations. His luck was that his texts caught the public attention in the first place

It may be — almost certainly is — true that other artists created work is rich in potential interpretation, but were never discovered and disappeared into dust. That Nietzsche and Blake almost suffered this fate, before being posthumously recognised, illustrates the point.

So in one, trivial, sense Sam Bankman-Fried is right. Shakespeare’s code may not be an outlier in the history of written literature, known and unknown. (The idea that there is a “best” playwright in history— that literature can be ranked, is utilitarian drivel at it's stupidest. There is no machine for judging poetry). But boy, does that trivial observation miss the point. For however threadbare the code, the richness of the Shakespearean canon is like nothing else known on earth.

The Shakespeare canon is the great illustration of art as a dynamic, living, organic thing. William Shakespeare, late of Stratford-upon-Avon is an important part of what we now know (...and love?) as Shakespeare, but the strange loops thrown around that body of work ever since, strengthening it, binding it, reinterpreting it, appreciating it — casting light on potential readings, weeding out or ignoring lesser known or obscurer extracts — this is what makes Shakespeare so enduring. Shakespeare endures because Shakespeare is not dead.

A Turing machine interpreting a linear string of symbols is no such thing. It leaves its material untouched, uninterpreted, unbettered. It does not interact with its environment the way human languages oblige us to.