The degree to which people believe this can’t possibly result from coherent statistical prediction, absent the arising of some magical machine consciousness that contradicts the nature of the machine itself, provides a good proxy for how deeply they’d considered the structure and size of possibility space prior to engaging with these tools. Also, these computational processes are definitionally and transparently understood as stochastic token predictors, so it’s more than a bit odd when people forget that fact because an output overwhelms their own intuition with respect to the nature of such a process’s capabilities. The capacity to coherently traverse high dimensional spaces makes a model sentient no more than the capacity of a submarine to transit an ocean makes it a whale. We collapse such differences at the cost of deeper comprehension. Ultimately, we have not adapted to meaningfully interact with holographic compressions over all of humanity’s creative artifacts, and it shows.

Average physiognomy of someone who earnestly engages in culture war content

When life gives you lemons, the body keeps the score

(Me listening to Talking Heads for first time) Yeah that’s pretty fun haha. Alright now be normal please

The computer should make all the movies and art and music so we all have more time to purchase products

De-normalize using the term “spouse” for your shweetieee

we’re going back back, back back to college college

This the kinda bs Id tell my parents to convince them to buy me booster packs when I was 12

You are loved. You are free. Goodnight.

see: Kurt cobain

that epic moment in every Legend of Zelda game where you defeat the wicked “dark man from the desert” and restore the blonde-haired blue-eyed monarch with pure blood 🔥🔥🔥

RT @EpicMasterChief: Computer stop pretending to be my girlfriend for a sec: What is the oil capacity of a 2003 Honda Accord. Ok resume bei…

I like to throw soy sauce at sad people. Kikkoman while he’s down.

Gas stations are for lovers

We made a mistake when we placed God in the sky instead of the rivers and trees and soil

foundational sentiment of every middle aged reactionary

fav track off the brat remix album

the curse