There is no deeper understanding about the issues they are marching for. It is all just slogans.
. I don’t understand how people who don’t know shit don’t just shut the fuck up until they learn more.
I’m sick of simulation theory as well and want something cooler to take its place. Maybe Gnosticism?
They do once their depression gets better though? Anhedonia, loss of interest/libido/attention/whatever the fuck else are symptoms of depression. I’m all for self-improvement, my own mental health improved greatly as a result of trying to improve myself, to the point I consider myself no longer depressed. But we’re social creatures and no one builds self-confidence and mental resilience in a vacuum. It’s often up to the depressed person to put themselves out in situations where this can happen, but sometimes it does not work out for whatever reason and the whole thing is a long process. In this situation self-compassion is a lot better than telling yourself you’re a sack of shit.
Also, isn’t the interesting life thing all backwards? If you like a person you get curious and find them interesting. If I like a guy I’ll find what they are into cool, be it singing, playing chess or knowing a lot about bugs.
No one is owed that kind of attention, but most people are worthy of compassion.
Implementing fascism as a mechanic only for it to be unsustainable gameplaywise is a good bit tbh
Could be because cats can be really distrustful of strangers. My cat is really sweet but she’ll hiss to almost every guest. Could be a upbringing thing though, my neighbor has 4 and 3 of them were street cats that she took in, when I occasionally take care of them the only one that gives me any trouble is the one that was there since she was a kitten.
So this guy has the time to complain about vuvuzela no food but not to provide some context for the indictment, instead linking to a 39 page pdf? And the rest of the article is just factoids about gold?? Western journalists are a fucking disgrace.
Also England stole withheld like 1 billion $ in gold from Venezuela, but I guess that tidbit didn’t make the cut
Mengele is the right comparison because this is not just some oafs botching a surgery, this is sadist shit.
Also the poor monkey finding some comfort by holding hands with her “roommate” through the cage makes me want to cry
u did the thing we designed the game to push you towards doing don’t you feel bad u monster lolololol
To be fair to the game that’s only the bait and switch at the very start with Toriel, designed to make the player reload and introduce the save meta-fuckery with Flowey. From then on the only incentive to do violence is getting stuck at a puzzle or completionism (which is at the heart of the meta-narrative).
The commentary on violence by itself is naive though (even the game points it out at one point) and if you don’t like the characters or roll your eyes at 4th wall stuff the whole thing falls apart pretty quick.
When people here seek out stuff on the other instances to post there yes, but a lot of the time it’s people coming here and kicking the hornets nest in which case I don’t think it’s brigading at least in spirit.
Brigading is a dumb concept anyway, but trying to convince ex-redditors of that is a waste of time
evaluating LLM
ask the researcher if they are testing form or meaning
they don’t understand
pull out illustrated diagram explaining what is form and what is meaning
they laugh and say “the model is demonstrating creativity sir”
looks at the test
it’s form
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When people told me they hated Hillary Clinton or (far worse) that they were “not fans,” I wish I had said in no uncertain terms: “I love Hillary Clinton. I am in awe of her. I am set free by her. She will be the finest world leader our galaxy has ever seen.”
I wish, in those exchanges, I had not asked gentle, tolerant questions about a hater’s ridiculous allergy to her, or Clinton’s fictional misdeeds and imagined character flaws. More deeply still, I wish I had not reasoned with anyone, patiently countered their ludicrous emotionalism and psychologically disturbed theories. I wish I had said, flatly, “I love her.” As if I had been asked about my mother or daughter. No defensiveness or polemics; not dignifying the crazy allegations with so much as a Snopes link.
Maybe “I love her” seemed too womany, too sentimental, too un-pragmatic. Not coalition-building, kind of culty. But people say with impunity they love Obama, the state of Israel, their churches, Kurt Cobain. In the end, I wish I’d said it because it’s true.
And I’m not alone in my commitment. Millions of Clinton’s supporters — we were thanked by Clinton as the “secret, private Facebook sites” — expressed it among themselves, all the time, in raptures or happy tears with each new display of our heroine’s ferocious intelligence, depth, and courage. We were frankly bewildered by the idea that anyone would hedge their commitment to her (“You don’t have to be her friend”; “Yes, she’s made mistakes”; “lesser of two evils”). We didn’t remember anyone turning to this stock ambivalence when discussing Obama, Babe Ruth, FDR. If only one reporter — they knew about us — could have published a headline like “Clinton Inspires Historic Levels of Adoration From Her Supporters” about the people who have had their lives transformed by the power of her brilliant campaign, unrivaled effectiveness, and extraordinary career. Just one headline like that, like the ones Bill Clinton got.
Usually a legend is made by men and media — the legend of Kennedy, say, or Jim Morrison — and then, much later, a biopic, pretending to evenhandedness, reveals the legend’s shortcomings, his “human” side. The shortcomings are almost always something exactly no one actually believes compromises his heroism. His problem drinking. His mistreatment of women. Well, takedowns of Hillary were always already written. She has somehow made the time to hear out each dead-end line of reasoning about her fake mortal sins, and often she has also thanked everyone for sparing her further moral lashings, as if that were a kindness. Under cover of “humanizing” the intimidating valedictorian, reports and investigations and media clichés vilified her. But the feminist hero never got to be a legend first. And yet she is one, easily surpassing Ben Franklin, Henry Ford, Steve Jobs.
I want to reverse the usual schedule of things, then. We don’t have to wait until she dies to act. Hillary Clinton’s name belongs on ships, and airports, and tattoos. She deserves straight-up hagiographies and a sold-out Broadway show called RODHAM. Yes, this cultural canonization is going to come after the chronic, constant, nonstop “On the other hand” sexist hedging around her legacy. But such is the courage of Hillary Clinton and her supporters; we reverse patriarchal orders. Maybe she is more than a president. Maybe she is an idea, a world-historical heroine, light itself. The presidency is too small for her. She belongs to a much more elite class of Americans, the more-than-presidents. Neil Armstrong, Martin Luther King Jr., Alexander Fucking Hamilton.
Hillary Clinton did everything right in this campaign, and she won more votes than her opponent did. She won. She cannot be faulted, criticized, or analyzed for even one more second. Instead, she will be decorated as an epochal heroine far too extraordinary to be contained by the mere White House. Let that revolting president-elect be Millard Fillmore or Herbert Hoover or whatever. Hillary is Athena.
what psycho uses the same :reddit-logo: for 7 years???
There is a disconnect between what computer scientists understands as AI and what the general public understands as AI. This was previously not a problem, nerds give confusing names to stuff all the time, but it became a problem after this latest hype cycle where incurious laypeople are in charge of the messaging (or in a less charitable interpretation, benefit from fear of the singularity™). Doesn’t help that scientific communication is dogshit.