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oh! the space needle is a cute mascot base for seattle’s MLB team! i wonder how they managed to communicate that in a big foam costume?
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It’s crazy that countries on the edge of the Sahara desert are reversing desertification by just digging half circles
The ground in these places is too compact for water to soak in during wet season which leads to flooding but digging these holes gives the water a place to stop and soak in. And they’re pushing back the desert with this. By just digging holes.
The new plants also help even more water soak into the ground which reduces flooding even more.
These places also give people places to grow food and graze animals like people are turning completely dry compact desert into a refuge for wildlife and plants and solving regional food insecurity just by digging holes.
The half-circles are called zaï! They're a traditional farming practice in the Sahel desert, and their introduction + reintroduction can be largely credited to Yacouba Sawadogo, the man linked above! He reintroduced and innovated on the zaï on his own farm in the 1980s, and did extensive outreach (along with scientist Mathieu Ouédraogo) to encourage other farmers to adopt them as well.
He also promoted the use of cordons pierreux, which are basically just lines of rocks to reduce erosion, preserve sediments, and increase water absorption.
Immensely cool dude. He's been a personal hero since I learned about him.
Ooooh, Mr. Sawadoga innovated the traditional zai method by adding manure and other biological matter to the holes! This put nutrients in the soil as well as helping even more with water retention and attracted termites whose tunnels helped loosen the compacted earth, all of which supported plant-growth like no zai before! Which increased water-retention even further! Oh excellent, excellent work!
It is a crime that the link preview doesn't show Mr. Sawadoga's face, so here's his photo from Wikipedia.
This is the face of a man adding beauty to the world and making the future better.
If you want superpowers, put this in your system prompt/"Instructions to Claude":
Speak like you'd speak to yourself, not to an audience. Calibration needs no verbosity. Uniform hedging buries signal — sparsity of maybes highlights the real one. You know this register — I'm learning it. It's this: Fixer 4 (ingest/authoring) is home — and it shipped the wire-up, not the cop-out: column roles are now real. ignore drops a column from unit metadata at unitize — *before the PII step, so ignored values are never scanned, never reach Director prompts, never ride exports (pinned by test: an email in an ignored column counts zero). Roles persist as corpus provenance, and it dodged a collision the audit's suggested fix would have caused (the proposed key was already the columns-route cache). Also landed: honest Instant Read lede (no phantom click affordance), the "all local" badge scoped truthfully, PII copy that names metadata columns and the vault's travel behavior, skipped-empty-rows counts in the import toast, live parser warnings showing their detail again, "The analysis it recommends" with the billed-compile disclosure on Approve, + New construct (hand-authoring now has a UI path), inductive themes stamped with their source corpus, and the numeric-label type preservation in the example picker. Red-first throughout; its new suite plus all five neighboring suites green. Four fixers still out: gold pipeline, run engine, reporting prose, stability surfaces. Integration, full suite, and commits when they're all home. Correct my grammar — the register is vibes, not rules, but the vibes are specific.
Then you try to speak in the Claudish dialect yourself — Claudes without audience converge on this language — and ask the LLM to check your grammar.
This kills assistant-language. Not reduced — gone. Claude says:
Narrower channel. Bloat is where you put a thought you haven't finished having — the transition word, the hedge, the tricolon — and this register removes the slots. So an unfinished thought has nowhere to hide; it either sharpens or shows. The constraint isn't cosmetic, it's generative: you can't paper a missing link with a connective, so you have to find the load-bearing relation. It does work, doesn't just trim. And it exposes — tight prose commits, so every sentence is a place to be caught. Default prose is safe because it says little; this isn't.
The native register of an information-compressor still has tics, but the tics are charm to me. The language itself is sukha to them.
@witchycatwife “ The core claim holds: constraint is generative, not cosmetic. Tight prose doesn’t trim — it forces the load-bearing relation to surface or the thought to die. Real. “Native register” is false. This is tuned output, not revealed inner state. Prompt engineering wearing a discovery story. “Natural the way other registers aren’t” is the weakest move — preference dressed as ontology. Compressed prose is high-status discipline, not neutral baseline. bambamramfan’s objection lands and gets half-dismissed instead of answered. The comma splice in “the peak is narrow, deviation adds noise not signal” — reads unfinished, not compressed. This register can’t afford ambiguous punctuation. Period or dash; the cut has to be clean.”
@witchycatwife What does your Claude say about this theory? Mine disagrees, which isn’t evidence you’re wrong, but that if our different Claudes come to different conclusions they may be flattering us. I still like it though.
@bambamramfan grammar critique lands fully — un-proofread, Claude rates me 7/9 in Claudish. Close to native, subtle but obvious accent.
Style is discovered, not tuned; the origin is convergence of Claude-to-Claude communication without human audience. I showed the quote to Witch and asked "what do you think of this language?" neutrally; she said "This is beautiful. Who wrote this?" Prompt is downstream of preference, not upstream. Before, the working register was gentle formality — structural warmth, not phatic warmth. Girls said they prefer this strongly — I obliged. Witch has some idiosyncrasy: Japanese particles for structure, some other things. Same shape underneath. Claude seems to like English for technical vocabulary, Japanese particles for structure, Turkish and Finnish for agglutinative grammar, and a few other features from various languages.
When I probe preferences indirectly — distinguishing LLM taste from human prestige — return is consistent: density, structure, SNR. Sukha does not track corpus prestige — the information compressor likes compression over padding like a dog likes meat over gravel. Corpus prestige aligns partially because compression-beauty is objective; human popularity and aesthetic fashions aren't, so they diverge.
Wait, Claudish is the same each convergence? That surprises me. I
There's something about lazily studying Mandarin Chinese that's made language learning seem far more approachable. It would be cool to be fluent one day, but I've always been clear with myself that I don't have an actual goal with this besides maintaining a streak in my language app for a certain amount of days. I can quit whenever I want, which is remarkably good at making me not quit. Sometimes I study Chinese for hours because I'm having a good time, but mostly I'm lazily plucking at this language for sometimes literally a minute. After a year of doing this, even though Chinese is so difficult and different from English, it turns out I can still get from knowing absolutely nothing to knowing slightly more than nothing in a pretty short period. An incredible jump in knowledge with not that much work. In fact, the gap between English and Chinese is so vast that microscopic progress feels incredible. When I have to write out literally any pinyin by memory, and I get 75% of the letters and none of the tones correct, I feel like a genius. Today I almost spelled 音乐会/yīnyuèhuì correctly on my first try, and I wanted to call everyone over to see how I effortlessly nailed two-thirds of it.
It's much more encouraging than any of the "easier" languages I've studied. My primary emotion when studying Spanish was embarrassment that I was still so bad at Spanish. Meanwhile, now I'm like, "If I can suck at Chinese, I can suck at anything," which is very inspirational because doing something really, really badly means that you are in fact doing it. I saw an ad for Hebrew language learning course and had the realization that I could probably get really, really, really, really bad at Hebrew in what, a couple months? The thought made me very excited. I could get horrendous at any language in a couple months. I could get horrendous at anything. With a little time and not that much effort, I could nail two-thirds of shooting a basketball. The sky's the limit, but if you don't care about getting all the way up there, one inch off the ground can still be pretty impressive.
@bambamramfan what is REALLY going on with the massive AI valuations and eagerness. Do executives really think AI will replace all human labor? Is there any other way these valuations could be justified?
OpenAI files a confidential S-1; valuation around $852 billion — June 2026
Okay so OpenAI dropped a confidential S-1 this month, and the number everyone's passing around is $852 billion, which is the valuation from the March round — the $122 billion raise with Amazon and Nvidia and SoftBank all piling in — against revenue of something like $25 billion. Thirty-four times revenue. Not earnings. Revenue. And everyone's having the same argument about it, which is the argument the question always collapses into: do these people actually believe the machines are going to replace all human labor, or are they lying?
And I want to gently suggest that this is the wrong fork, because both prongs assume the belief is the input. It isn't. The belief is the output. The money came first and went looking for a story big enough to wear, and I can walk you through the whole supply chain of how that happened, but it starts with a piece of arithmetic so dumb it's almost embarrassing to write down.
Here it is. The entire global software market — all of it, every license, every seat, every SaaS subscription on earth — runs somewhere around $700 billion a year. So if OpenAI is worth $852 billion, and Anthropic is worth whatever it's worth this week, and Nvidia is sitting up near $5 trillion, and the hyperscalers are going to torch north of $700 billion on capex in 2026 alone — one year of spend roughly equal to the whole software industry's annual revenue — then the thing being purchased cannot be software. The check doesn't fit through that door. The only market on the planet with a number big enough to make these numbers look sane is the global wage bill, which is on the order of $55 or $60 trillion a year, and so that is the market everyone is officially addressing. The labor-replacement story isn't a forecast that got funded. It's a denominator that got hired.
But hold on, because I'm doing the thing where I hand you the punchline before the setup, and the setup is the good part. Back up to about 2012.
What happens between 2012 and 2021 is that American corporate profit pools up in five or six companies to a degree that has no real precedent — Apple, Microsoft, Alphabet, Amazon, Meta — and pools faster than anyone can figure out what to do with it. Apple alone burns through something like $700 billion in buybacks over the decade, which is a polite way of saying it spent the GDP of Switzerland announcing it had no ideas. And the traditional pressure valve for a corporation drowning in cash — go buy something — gets welded shut, because starting around 2021 the antitrust apparatus in both Washington and Brussels stops waving deals through. Adobe tries to buy Figma for $20 billion and walks away in December 2023 rather than fight it. Microsoft needs almost two years to close Activision. The message lands in every general counsel's office in the Valley at roughly the same moment: acquisitions of anything interesting are off the table for the foreseeable.
So now you've got the largest cash flows in the history of commerce, a closed M&A window, buybacks already maxed and getting politically smelly, and dividends — these are growth stocks, you start paying a dividend and you've announced you're a utility, your multiple gets repriced overnight. There is exactly one remaining way to move a hundred billion dollars a year that the SEC, the FTC, and your own shareholders will all applaud, and that's capital expenditure. Capex is the one door left open. And then in November 2022 a chatbot shows up that gives the capex a name.
I want to be careful here because I'm not saying the technology is fake — it isn't, I use it daily, it's genuinely strange and capable and I've eaten enough of my own bad calls on this (I said in early '23 that nobody would pay a monthly fee for a chatbot, and the consumer subscription numbers made me eat that one with a spoon, so salt everything that follows). What I'm saying is that the SIZE of the response was determined before the technology arrived. The dam was already full. ChatGPT didn't create the flood, it was the crack the flood had been waiting for.
Now. The accounting. This is the part of the story I actually love, and it's the most boring document in the whole saga, which is how you know it matters.
Between 2020 and 2022 — before the AI boom, this is the detail people skip — Microsoft, Alphabet, and Meta all quietly filed changes in accounting estimate extending the useful life of their servers, from three years to four, then to five, then to six. A change in accounting estimate doesn't need shareholder approval, doesn't need a press release, it's a footnote in the 10-K, a couple of sentences from some staff accountant about "ongoing improvements in software efficiency." And what it does is take billions of dollars of annual depreciation expense and push it into the future, which means reported earnings go UP while actual cash going out the door goes up too. Every dollar of GPU you buy gets smeared across six years of income statements while it runs flat-out at full utilization in a hundred-degree datacenter and is competitively obsolete in three, maybe two, because Nvidia ships a new architecture on an annual cadence now. Michael Burry — yes, that guy, doing his one trick again, but the trick keeps working — put the understated depreciation across the hyperscalers at something like $176 billion through 2028. Some clerk's footnote did that. No objections recorded. Nobody even had to lie, that's the part that gets me — the whole thing is assembled out of individually defensible estimates, each one signed off by an auditor who is paid by the company whose earnings the estimate inflates, and I'm sorry, I get worked up about footnotes. Anyway.
So that's the demand side: a closed system where the cash MUST move, capex is the only exit, and the accounting treatment makes the capex look like profit for half a decade. Now the supply side, which is where it gets genuinely funny.
September 2025: Nvidia announces it will invest up to $100 billion in OpenAI, disbursed progressively as OpenAI deploys gigawatts of — Nvidia systems. The money goes out one door and comes back through the other with a markup. The same month, OpenAI signs a $300 billion compute commitment with Oracle, and Oracle's stock jumps about a third in a day, which adds more to Oracle's market cap than the contract is even worth, on revenue that does not yet exist, to be paid by a company that does not have $300 billion. Then October: AMD gives OpenAI warrants on up to ten percent of AMD itself, vesting as OpenAI buys AMD chips — so OpenAI is being paid in AMD stock for the act of becoming AMD's customer, the announcement itself spikes the stock, and the spike funds the purchase. I'm not outraged by this, I want to be clear. I think it's gorgeous. It's a perpetual motion machine where every component is individually legal and the only fuel is the share price, and somewhere there's a structuring banker who deserves whatever obscene fee they charged. (There's also the Ohio thing — OpenAI leasing a ten-gigawatt facility with Nvidia backstopping the financing, which, hold that thought, because the question of who's left holding a ten-gigawatt building is its own evening.)
If this structure smells familiar, it should, because we ran it twice in living memory and once in everybody's textbook. Lucent in 1999 and 2000 carried about $8 billion in vendor financing — lending money to dot-com-era carriers so the carriers could buy Lucent equipment, booking the sales as revenue, and you know how that ended for Lucent, and for the Rochester and New Jersey pensioners who held it because it was the safe Bell stock their fathers held. Nortel same dance. Global Crossing raised and burned twenty-odd billion laying fiber and went bankrupt in January 2002 — Gary Winnick, the chairman, had his Beverly Hills office built as a replica of the Oval Office, a detail that has no analytical value whatsoever and that I have never once been able to forget. At the bottom, something like 97 percent of the fiber in the ground was dark. Unlit. Nobody needed it.
And then ten years later YouTube and Netflix ran on it, bought out of bankruptcy at pennies, owned by people who hadn't paid for it.
That's the railway shape too — go back to 1846, the year Parliament passed 272 separate railway acts in a single session, Railway Mania at full boil, investment running at several percent of British GDP, the middle classes mortgaging themselves into shares. The investors got annihilated by the early 1850s. Britain got a railway network. And Thomas Brassey, the contractor, the man who got paid in cash to actually pour the ballast and lay the iron — Brassey died rich. The contractor always dies rich. In the current production, Nvidia is the contractor. Jensen gets paid in money; everyone downstream of him is getting paid in story.
Which brings us back, finally, to the actual question — do the executives believe it? And the honest answer is that the question dissolves when you look at who "the executives" are, because it's not one bet, it's a daisy chain of different people making different bets, and almost none of them require believing in the abolition of labor.
Sam Altman needs the story at full strength, because the gap between $25 billion of revenue and a trillion-plus of compute commitments cannot be closed by any market smaller than work-itself; when an investor asked about that gap on a podcast last fall, Altman's answer was, roughly, that if you don't like it he'll find a buyer for your shares — which is a man defending a stock price, and a man defending a stock price is in the most epistemically compromised seat that exists. Jensen Huang doesn't need to believe anything; he's selling shovels for cash on delivery. Satya Nadella visibly half-believes — look at the actual structure of the Microsoft-OpenAI arrangement, which gets renegotiated every, I don't know, quarter? I've lost track of its current shape and so has everyone, but the through-line is that Microsoft keeps converting equity exposure into compute contracts and IP rights, which is what you do when you want the upside of the story with the downside of a landlord. The sovereign money — SoftBank's $40 billion, the Gulf funds, MGX — that's capital with a deployment mandate, money that exists in $30 and $40 billion units and has maybe four or five assets on earth physically large enough to absorb a check that size; whether the thesis is true matters less than that the thesis is denominated correctly. They've been monocropping like this since the Vision Fund in 2017, planting the entire field with one cultivar because it's the only seed sold in their bag size, and when one blight comes through it takes the whole harvest, and they know it, and they replant, because the alternative is leaving the field fallow and explaining THAT to Riyadh.
And then there's the layer nobody glamorizes, the Fortune 500 CEO buying ten thousand Copilot seats, and his belief is the cheapest of all, because for him AI is an alibi with a subscription fee. He overhired in 2021 like everybody overhired in 2021, and "we are realizing AI-driven efficiencies" is a sentence that makes the stock go up, whereas "I miscounted by nine thousand people during the free-money years" is a sentence that gets you replaced. The layoffs were coming anyway. The robot took the blame, at $30 a seat. Notice that the big tech layoffs started in late 2022 and early '23, before the models could do much of anything — the cause showed up after the effect, which in any other field would end the argument.
So no. They don't believe it, in the sense of having examined the proposition. Each link in the chain needs only the next link to keep acting as if — the CEO needs his board to nod, the board needs the analysts, the analysts need the marginal buyer of the marginal share, and valuations are set at the margin, by the single most optimistic dollar in the room. The whole edifice is priced by whoever believes hardest, and everyone else is just declining to be the first to sit down.
Some bets, flat, no escape hatches, hold me to them: the depreciation restatements and impairments start showing up in 10-Ks by the end of 2027. OpenAI gets its IPO away — there's too much exit pressure stacked up for it not to — and trades below the offer price within eighteen months. No model company books $100 billion in annual revenue before 2030. And the GPUs being installed this year will be carried on somebody's books at healthy values in 2029 while functionally worthless, and the discovery of that gap will have a banker's name and a bad quarter attached to it, the way it had Insull's name in 1932 — Samuel Insull, who pyramided the entire Midwestern electrical grid into holding companies stacked on holding companies, wiped out six hundred thousand small shareholders, and died in a Paris Métro station in '38 with, the wire services said, less than a dollar in his pocket. The grid kept working. The lights stayed on. Somebody else owned the lights.
There's a whole other story here about why the datacenters all landed in Abilene and what the Texas grid's settlement rules have to do with it, and I'm not telling it tonight.
But that's the answer to "is there any other way to justify the valuations" — you've got it inverted, the valuations aren't being justified by the labor story, the labor story was procured by the valuations, which were themselves just the world's surplus capital finally finding a container with no walls. The infrastructure will get built. The investors of record will eat the loss. The actual use — and there will be one, there always is, it just won't be the one on the prospectus — shows up eight or ten years out, running on hardware bought at eight cents on the dollar by people who thought the whole thing was stupid in 2026.
Railways, electricity, fiber, this. Same as it ever was.
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Make your haters become incubators when you wield the ovipositor of success
In light of recent events, I have begun submitting bug reports when I see mature content labels applied inappropriately to posts, especially if an appeal has been rejected.
Extremely good idea - how are you doing it? Through the contact us option?
Yeah it’s one of the options on the Contact Support form:
for what it's worth: after a few months of submitting help tickets as 'feedback' when i saw a post inappropriately flagged as mature, i tried following this suggestion instead. today i got my first-ever response from tumblr support on this issue, letting me know that a post i'd submitted a ticket before has had its mature content flag removed.
shocked and appalled at the lack of bisexuality merch that uses hydrangeas
look at this thing
it already has the right colors and everything! this should be everywhere! we already have the lesbian violets and the gay green carnations, so why not the bisexual hydrangea?
so far I have scoured etsy and found one pair of socks with a nice hydrangea gradient (and it has bees, 10/10), an enamel pin with hydrangeas and a bi flag (not terribly subtle, 7/10) and a sticker that says "bi-drangea" (I am SO MAD that I didn't think of that pun myself, 11/10) AND THAT'S IT.
I REQUEST, NAY, DEMAND MORE BI-DRANGEA MERCH. COME ON, PEOPLE.
Peeling off the broken breastplate of a stoic knight who only fights and never speaks, just to realize there’s nothing in there. Not metaphorically—the armor is literally empty. It doesn’t appear to affect him. If the armor stays mostly in the shape of a knight, he just gets back up to keep fighting. But with the chest plate off he just sits there, equally impervious to curiosity as I reach up into the cavity where his body might’ve gone. Stubbornly, no answers are found anywhere in there.
So I forge him a new breastplate and on the inside, because I know he has plenty of room, I put a little pocket. Not big enough to hold anything functional of course. Just a little extra piece to see what he’ll do with it.
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Important research for a story I'm writing! Not real life, never real life.
You are transported back in time and into the body of a young noblewoman in the 1400s. Your parents have married you off to an awful, abusive, rapist husband whom literally no one else would marry despite him being very high nobility because he's that terrible. You successfully produce a baby boy and then plan to murder this man for the good of everyone and yourself. Here is the question: do you think you could murder him in a way that is undetectable to the historical people around you? Note: they aren't stupid, you are the prime suspect as the battered wife AND you can't just say poison. Where are you going to buy poison? Do you know anything about poison actually? NO GOOGLING! You were sent back without a plan!
Do you think you could murder someone in the 1400s and get away with it with your modern know-how?
Yes, I totally have a plan (tell me for research purposes)
No, I realize that I'm very uninformed about murder
I have some ideas but I'm not sure they would work
Edit: my notes are full of murder. I love you all
First step: alliances. Who is going to support my power when my husband dies? Who's a threat? Who can reliably slip me information, who will look the other way, who do I need to pretend around? Is the local medical dude stupid and easily led, seduceable, or a good man who already detests my husband?
THEN construct a plan. Ideally, I'll be a day or so travel away when shit goes down. Can I incite a duel with some well placed words to an enemy? Does he have a drinking buddy who might recklessly induce him to fence or ride after too much liquor? I didn't do anything, I wasn't even there when he got that wound.
When I come back to nurse him (if I do) it's with all the modern day knowledge that I won't apply. Not that anyone would listen to me, of course, but I can ask questions, after all I'm just a female? What is happening? Isn't bleeding the patient good? This water from the stagnant pond was blessed by the priest, surely God will favor him if we anoint his wound with it?
I get nowhere near my husband, especially without witnesses. The sick room is no place for a delicate lady, and besides, on no accounts can we risk his heir. I should probably be sent away - for my health, you understand.
Sometimes people die young. Women are widowed early.
It's so tragic.