please god let chatgpt die out like nfts did. With a fast and graceless fall into irrelevancy
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please god let chatgpt die out like nfts did. With a fast and graceless fall into irrelevancy
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Counter point, those machines can make me a peach sprite.
guys did you know the tech in that nefangled machine revolutionized preemie healthcare
yeah the guy who invented them made incredibly precise infusion pumps (as opposed to gravity fed ivs) which not only meant they could give medications to teeny tiny babies safely, it's also used for insulin pumps and portable dialysis machines. the key element is that it's a peristaltic pump so the liquid stays in sterile tubing for safety
(unholy drink cloaca uses it to dispense precise amounts of flavored sugar syrup)
Then how the haters loved him,
As they shouted out with glee,
"Unholy Drink Cloaca
You'll go down in history!"
You DON'T get this on any other site in quite this format.
it would be so awesome
it would be so cool
saying "a fortiori inference" is colonial behavior and i'm not kidding
you can’t even pry my use of “a fortiori” in an otherwise normal essay to confuse the goyim from my cold, dead hands.
so obviously, you can’t pry it from my warm, living hands! You can derive that from a *dies instantly*
well played, but that's still a kal vachomer you hellenizing secular chayav-mita freak
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saying "a fortiori inference" is colonial behavior and i'm not kidding
you can’t even pry my use of “a fortiori” in an otherwise normal essay to confuse the goyim from my cold, dead hands.
so obviously, you can’t pry it from my warm, living hands! You can derive that from a *dies instantly*
well played, but that's still a kal vachomer you hellenizing secular chayav-mita freak
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I feel like a lot of people get "All Art is Political" confused with "All Art is made with Political Intentions" which is not the same.
The trouble is that there is a very easily exploitable ambiguity there and so the phrase winds up being a motte and bailey for assholes.
The word "political" has connotations, and one of those connotations is a degree of intention. A political cartoon is a cartoon that exists to convince you of something or blast someone the cartoonist doesn't like, not "a cartoon that happens to be about an election". A political essay is an essay that exists to convince you of something, not an abstract meditation on power, and so on.
So when someone says "all art is political", whether they mean to or not, they are dragging in that connotation. They are implying intent, because it's part of most of the common usages of that word. Unless you immediately clarify, and/or are writing for an audience of humanities scholars, people are going to see the connotation and take that as part of your meaning.
... And assholes, particularly in queer and/or radical communities, love to exploit this ambiguity. They can tell you "your art is regressive/bougie/-phobic trash" without ever directly saying so, in a way that looks plausibly nice and neutral to people who aren't familiar with these dynamics.
A pretty common example: "young transmasc artist, shouldn't you stop writing about your experiences and center women instead? Writing about men is a political choice, after all." (And its evil twin, "young transfem artist, shouldn't you stop writing about your experience and center cis butches/cis femmes instead? Writing stereotypical femme women/trans butches is a political choice, after all.")
... It sounds neutral enough, unless you are running in these circles regularly and hearing the things these people say about the "wrong" political choice on the regular. I'm not going to repeat it; suffice it to say it's not nice. If you're spending time with people like this, you eventually learn to read "all art is political" as a threat. And there's a depressing number of these clowns. I think most artists on Tumblr have been on the receiving end of this bullshit; the ones that aren't currently in a cult aren't going to take it kindly.
..... The concept is a valuable one, and we shouldn't throw it out just because shitty little bullies like to misuse leftist language. But if we're going to have productive conversations, you've gotta remove that ambiguity. "All art exists in a political context" is a much better way to convey the same idea, because it's harder to suggest that the artist is somehow being maliciously political at you.
This is exactly it. "All art is political" implies that all art is inherently about taking sides. It's an insistence on viewing any and every piece of art through the lens of, "Is this for my team or against it? Does this further my cause or does it further the enemy's cause?" Which to me feels like a very unrewarding and limiting way to experience art.
Life must be a rollercoaster for the D class. You live in a shitty prison cell for the remainder of your probably extremely short life. One day some security guards show up and take you to a big room where a scientist tells you to copy an image onto some paper. You do. The scientist shrugs and writes something down and you're taken back.
One day a scientist hands you a poptart and says "eat this". You say "is it full of some kind of fucked up interdimensional poison". The scientist says "eat it or that security guard will tase you and tie you down and make you eat it". You eat the poptart. It is not full of fucked up interdimensional poison, but it is kind of stale. You describe the taste to the scientist and he shrugs and writes something down and you go back to your shitty cell.
One day a security guard takes you to a big room and there's a flute sitting on a table. A scientist tells you "play Hot Cross Buns on that". You explain that you do not know how to play the flute. You are instructed to try. You play the flute and get immediately get dragged into some incomprehensible shadow dimension and torn to pieces for no reason that makes any sense to you. You are very lucky to have survived so long and died so quickly.
This guy will spend hours staring at his blank wall and wondering what the fuck was in that chamber and why they thought he might know.
Image transcription:
Experiment Log 426-1. Date: [censored] Subject: D-class personnel D/426/1 Procedure: D/426/1 was asked to describe what he believed was contained in my chamber. He was not informed about my identity or properties. Details: D/426/1 stated, "I'm probably some huge monster holed up in there. That's what you guys have all over the place, right?" D/426/1 remained oblivious to his use of the first-person pronoun.
End of description.
shout out to those guys who woke up one day and found out they were going to explore the potato dimension
Those weren't D class. That was a squad of fully trained and equipped mtf agents.who got sent to the potato dimension.
They did complain that they had to go instead of D class, though.
MTF agents are just D class with guns and a paycheck
Life must be a rollercoaster for the D class. You live in a shitty prison cell for the remainder of your probably extremely short life. One day some security guards show up and take you to a big room where a scientist tells you to copy an image onto some paper. You do. The scientist shrugs and writes something down and you're taken back.
One day a scientist hands you a poptart and says "eat this". You say "is it full of some kind of fucked up interdimensional poison". The scientist says "eat it or that security guard will tase you and tie you down and make you eat it". You eat the poptart. It is not full of fucked up interdimensional poison, but it is kind of stale. You describe the taste to the scientist and he shrugs and writes something down and you go back to your shitty cell.
One day a security guard takes you to a big room and there's a flute sitting on a table. A scientist tells you "play Hot Cross Buns on that". You explain that you do not know how to play the flute. You are instructed to try. You play the flute and get immediately get dragged into some incomprehensible shadow dimension and torn to pieces for no reason that makes any sense to you. You are very lucky to have survived so long and died so quickly.
This guy will spend hours staring at his blank wall and wondering what the fuck was in that chamber and why they thought he might know.
Image transcription:
Experiment Log 426-1. Date: [censored] Subject: D-class personnel D/426/1 Procedure: D/426/1 was asked to describe what he believed was contained in my chamber. He was not informed about my identity or properties. Details: D/426/1 stated, "I'm probably some huge monster holed up in there. That's what you guys have all over the place, right?" D/426/1 remained oblivious to his use of the first-person pronoun.
End of description.
shout out to those guys who woke up one day and found out they were going to explore the potato dimension
Those weren't D class. That was a squad of fully trained and equipped mtf agents.who got sent to the potato dimension.
They did complain that they had to go instead of D class, though.
MTF agents are just D class with guns and a paycheck
this gives me a headache HOW IS THE TEXT NOT FOLLOWING THE LAWS OF SPACE
How's this, then?
i love you, trans women,
i love you, trans femmes,
i love you, trans men,
i love you, trans mascs,
i love you, trans neutral people,
i love you, intersex people,
i love you, lesbians,
i love you, gay men,
i love you, bisexuals,
i love you, pansexuals,
i love you, aromantics,
i love you, asexuals,
i love you neopronoun users,
i love you contradictory label users,
i love you women who go by he/him,
i love you men who go by she/her,
i love you people whose identities 'dont fit',
queer people i love you,
i will always stand with you,
there is nothing in this world that can pull me apart from you,
i promise it will get better, i promise we will win,
i promise we won't always have to be afraid,
i promise, if nothing else, that somebody in this world loves you.
you have always been, are, and will always be, my family.

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Crews Quick Guide to Humans
Quiet humans are not defective. Loud humans are not defective. Unless there is a significant change, assume your human is operating at normal levels.
Human words do not mean the same thing all the time. Look up the study of human tone if you want to always know what your human means.
Human females will smell of blood each month. If this changes, ask your human in private if something happened.
Human males often do not know how loud they are. Asking them to lower their voice is not offensive.
Human cultures vary greatly and various cultures have conflicting beliefs. Most humans will not be offended if you cannot keep up with this.
Humans do not share a hive mind but do have several musical triggers that activate a human chorus. These triggers transcend most cultural and language barriers.
All Stabby units come with a human locator setting. Use liberally.
Ask for a detailed explanation before agreeing to join a human on any non work activity.
Be aware of human hobbies and skills. Humans enjoy company and will likely teach you whatever they know. It is also beneficial to know what your human may do should they get bored.
Do not be too concerned over what humans ingest, so long as they do so willingly and with the full knowledge of what they are ingesting.
Unless you hear a human say something along the lines of ‘I hope this works’ or ‘here goes nothing’, assume they have a working knowledge at the attempted task.
If you hear a human say one of the above phrases, take cover as it is likely too late to stop or report them.
this gives me a headache HOW IS THE TEXT NOT FOLLOWING THE LAWS OF SPACE
This is literally what people are talking about when they say AI will be used to mainstream widely held bigotry. LLMs are trained on frequency and probability -> straight relationships are more well represented in the dataset -> straight pronouns and terms become the "correct" normal.
This is a form of backdoor bigotry from both normative facts (there are more straight than gay relationships) and well represented bigoted beliefs (men are superior to women).
Combine this with the mass of people inclined to believe (and being encouraged to believe) that if AI says and does something it must be correct

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Imagine you're a big wrestling fan. You follow this one really dominant wrestler and you absolutely love her. You keep up with all the drama and you're super invested until one week there's just Bomb after Bomb.
First your fave dominates an event - duh, obviously, she's the best. Then during the part of the show where the announcer is like "anybody in the audience want to challenge her for a fat stack of cash", somebody actually does. (Obviously a tourist.) It's some kid wearing like a beginner outfit from a McDojo... and he actually wins?And gets the cash! And then the event just ends!?
You're buzzing. It's clear that this is like a storyline or something. You can't wait for next week's show. Except that there isn't one, because - as you find out through the gossip mill - your fave was actually the local billionaires' daughter who was competing in secret. And also kayfabe might not exist. And now she's gone and the billionaire is blaming a demigod (who's back from the dead? I guess?) for kidnapping her.
So, how come that means no show this week or possibly ever? Well, the billionaire hired the promoter (and a random McDojo sensei) to go after the demigod to get back his daughter (your fave wrestler!) and the guy just... packed up his entire promotion and left.
Some months later the war that's been going on since your great-grandfathers days ends. You go to a peace parade. And there she is: Toph Beifong, the Blind Bandit, giving the new Fire Lord a noogie.
Insane fucking storyline.
you put that in the post where it belongs OP
Mulan AU where she does get caught by the other fresh recruits while she's bathing but Mushu helps her spin it like the lake is cursed by an evil lizard demon and will turn men into women if they stay in it for too long.
From there it's not actually difficult to get the other soldiers onboard with covering up the fact that poor Ping took one for the team and got afflicted by the vagina curse, especially since it would have been all of them if they hadn't gotten the warning ahead of time. So they agree to help him cover it up, because obviously the army's not going to understand.
Shang is... tentatively glad that the men are bonding and getting along, even if they continue to be deeply weird about it.
Ling: Hey man, what's up— you've got boobs?!?!
Mulan: Uh, what boobs? Huh? Where did these come from?
Mushu: *facepalms and thinks quickly* (speaks from the shadows) I AM THE SPIRIT OF THE LAKE! BEWARE MY CURSED WATERS FOR THEY WILL TURN MEN INTO WOMEN!
Ling, Yao, and Chien Po: Oh no! The spirit of the cursed waters!
Chi-Fu: SHE'S A WOMAN LI SHANG!
Mulan: Look-
Ling, Yao, and Chien Po: WE CAN EXPLAIN!!
[One convoluted, chaotic explanation later]
Shang: ...is this why you've all been insisting we don't camp anywhere that doesn't have a lake.
Shang: and then none of you actually swim in it.
Shang: and you all keep jumping at shadows.
Shang: wait a second Ping did this happen before or after you became insanely good at fighting?
Shang: did you get better at fighting after you became a woman.
Shang: are women better at fighting than us.
Mulan: ....uh. well. maybe? no one's ever tried to find out.
Yao: [thinking very fast] y'know Captain it's just so hard to find recruits these days.
Chien Po: Real shortage of men.
Ling: Lots of women, though.
Mulan: [catching on] Without marriage prospects.
Shang: You're right, men. The spirits must have done this in order to show us that we should be recruiting women as fighters.
Mushu [from the shadows, seeing an opportunity to do the funniest thing]: EXACTLY, LI SHANG. I HAVE TRANSFORMED PING INTO A WOMAN BECAUSE YOU HAVE TOO LONG OVERLOOKED THE TRUE WAY TO WIN THE WAR.
Mulan [seeing an opportunity to get all the stories straight]: O Great Spirit, is it reversible?
Mushu: WHY WOULD YOU WISH TO REJECT MY GIFT? I HAVE SEEN YOUR HEART, CHILD, AND HAVE ALREADY ALTERED THE MEMORIES OF EVERYONE WHO KNEW YOU BEFORE YOU LEFT FOR THE ARMY. YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THEIR DAUGHTER.
Li Shang: Welp, the spirits have spoken. Ping - wait is your name still Ping if you're a woman now?
Mulan: Uh. Actually, I was thinking of renaming myself. How do you feel about Mulan?
BONUS:
Mulan [climbing out of the eleventh lake the men have arranged for her to swim in]: Yeah no, it didn't work. Still got boobs. [tries to appear dejected].
Chien Po: If it makes you feel better, they're very nice boobs.
Mulan: Thanks, Chien Po.
Mulan and Mushu, somehow opperating on the same wavelength: oh haven't you heard?