Here's the story he's talking about it's called The Answer by Fredric Brown
"Dwan Ev ceremoniously soldered the final connection with gold. The eyes of a dozen television cameras watched him and the subether bore throughout the universe a dozen pictures of what he was doing.
He straightened and nodded to Dwar Reyn, then moved to a position beside the switch that would complete the contact when he threw it. The switch that would connect, all at once, all of the monster computing machines of all the populated planets in the universe -- ninety-six billion planets -- into the supercircuit that would connect them all into one supercalculator, one cybernetics machine that would combine all the knowledge of all the galaxies.
Dwar Reyn spoke briefly to the watching and listening trillions. Then after a moment's silence he said, "Now, Dwar Ev." Dwar Ev threw the switch. There was a mighty hum, the surge of power from ninety-six billion planets. Lights flashed and quieted along the miles-long panel.
Dwar Ev stepped back and drew a deep breath. "The honor of asking the first question is yours, Dwar Reyn." "Thank you," said Dwar Reyn. "It shall be a question which no single cybernetics machine has been able to answer."
He turned to face the machine. "Is there a God?"
The mighty voice answered without hesitation, without the clicking of a single relay. "Yes, now there is a God."
Sudden fear flashed on the face of Dwar Ev. He leaped to grab the switch. A bolt of lightning from the cloudless sky struck him down and fused the switch shut."
“HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.”
Context: Benny climbs up some massive computer chip or fence or something to escape from AM, and then this happens.
"Then the sound began. It was light, that sound. Half sound and half light, something that began to glow from Benny's eyes, and pulse with growing loudness, dim sonorities that grew more gigantic and brighter as the light/sound increased in tempo. It must have been painful, and the pain must have been increasing with the boldness of the light, the rising volume of the sound, for Benny began to mewl like a wounded animal. At first softly, when the light was dim and the sound was muted, then louder as his shoulders hunched together: his back humped, as though he was trying to get away from it. His hands folded across his chest like a chipmunk's. His head tilted to the side. The sad little monkey-face pinched in anguish. Then he began to howl, as the sound coming from his eyes grew louder. Louder and louder. I slapped the sides of my head with my hands, but I couldn't shut it out, it cut through easily. The pain shivered through my flesh like tinfoil on a tooth.
And Benny was suddenly pulled erect. On the girder he stood up, jerked to his feet like a puppet. The light was now pulsing out of his eyes in two great round beams. The sound crawled up and up some incomprehensible scale, and then he fell forward, straight down, and hit the plate-steel floor with a crash. He lay there jerking spastically as the light flowed around and around him and the sound spiraled up out of normal range.
Then the light beat its way back inside his head, the sound spiraled down, and he was left lying there, crying piteously.
His eyes were two soft, moist pools of pus-like jelly. AM had blinded him. "
To be fair, he's one of the themed accounts that gets by without being cancerous. The amount of users like him are in numbers fewer than what can be counted on both hands using fingers.
There's another story, that scientists built an intelligent computer.
And the first question they asked it was Are you not the greatest computer in existance? "What is the answer to life, the universe, and everything."
The computer replied (after 1 million years) "42"
they weren't mice
that the form they took in our dimension to help Earth calculate the Question.
they look like humanoids in their dimension. also it isn't 6 x 9, that was what Arthur, a decendant of the Golgafrinchians thought it was. As the Golgafrinchians aren't part of the original planet design, and Arthur wasn't there exactly when the Question was found, he had a corrupt Question.
Well if you see it from an earthly perspective, they WERE mice, since there were no "actual" mice, all of them being the pandimensional beings.
Did he really? From what I'd understood, the Golgafrinchians died overtime, with the other apes taking over control of the Earth... Huh, that explains a lot, but still it's portrayed as the Ultimate Question
It really depends how it goes I think. The problem is that AI cannot at least at this time have emotions and emotions are a driving force in our decision making, no one on Earth is entirely logical.
I think if an AI is created but almost tutored through its early stages like you would bring up a child I feel like it could become something great but at the same time not want to destroy humanity, but it's like having a tiger as a pet really, the danger is always there.
You could not inherently give it emotions but you could teach it how humans react to certain things, when losing a loved one a human feels sad (I'm over simplifying this on purpose), when a human achieves something they have been trying to achieve they feel happy and so on. The AI will eventually recognize the patterns and discern when it is supposed to react in certain ways, as I said though this is an over simplification.
On a side-note I am also terrified of an actual AI, think of the amount of electronics it could get its hands on and bring us to our knees in a matter of seconds.