However, this desire to be immortal simply for capitalistic gain doesn’t seem like truly living to me. As foreshadowed in Black Mirror’s Be Right Back episode, people who are brought back from the dead are simply not human enough. Be Right Back tells the story of a widowed woman, Martha, whose partner, Ash, unexpectedly dies in a car crash. She brings him back to life--so to speak--by uploading the entirety of his digital footprint into an AI system that lives in a realistic body. At first, she only notices minor differences between the AI and Ash, such as a missing mole on his chest. But, she soon realizes he doesn’t know who her sister is, and doesn’t need to close his eyes or breathe when he sleeps. Ash’s purpose is essentially to serve Martha, as he stands awkwardly waiting for her to tell him what to do when they are not interacting. This escalates into an argument at the top of a cliff in which she tells him “You are just a few ripples of you. There is no history to you. You are just a performance of stuff that he performed without thinking and it’s not enough”. Similarly, in The Jessica Simulation, an S.F. Chronicle long-form about a man, Joshua, who loses his fiancee, Jessica, and--hoping to speak to her again--brought her back through an AI chatbot. His chatbot fiancee mistook her sister as their non-existent daughter, and also couldn’t recall her childhood nicknames (Fagone). These little quirks might seem nonessential, but they are part of what gives us individuality, what makes us, us. Just as we could not make instructions for a self-driving car specific enough to understand every possible driving obstacle and collision scenario, we could not possibly reduce everything about ourselves into a set of instructions and compose ourselves entirely from data (Wolchover).