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Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.
Cybertruck. It was a cybertruck.
oh my god

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Just watched Adam Conover (of Adam Ruins Everything) make such a solid point that I think we should spread far and wide. Yes, having AI write your emails is lazy, sure, but people love being lazy. We need to really emphasize that sending AI emails (or using AI responses on social media, or publishing AI flyers, or or or) is rude.
It's rude. You're making someone take their time to read something you couldn't bother to write. You're telling them they were so unimportant you couldn't be bothered to actually take the time to say something yourself. And frankly, you're lying about it while you're at it.
It's rude.
The above is doubly true if the content of the email is something that will be important to the person receiving - especially something that affects them negatively. They see that this thing that affected them so much didn't matter enough to you to write it yourself. I was a bystander to such a thing not long ago and it was just awful.
okay so here's the thing about 50,000 people vs 1 ceo of a utility company
technofascist surveillance state actually the have fun with ai was just them selling it to the public ☺️
Roughly 49,000 Lake Tahoe residents could lose 75% of their power after their energy provider said it's directing energy to neighboring data
NV Energy continues to be trash, I see.
The serious reason I have reservations about referring to someone doing art or writing in response to a shitpost as "fanfic" of that post is it feels like it's contributing to the erosion of the term "fanfic" to mean "any media that's in conversation with any other media", which is functionally meaningless because all media is in conversation with other media. At best it's a prompt fill.
The unserious reason is that if doing some writing in response to a Tumblr shitpost counts as as fanfic of that post, the list of people who've written fanfic based on my work includes Eliezer Yudkowski, and I'm not 100% sure how I feel about that.
Accept that this your legacy
Honestly, as contemptible legacies of my online presence go, "had a prompt filled by the Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality guy" probably ranks somewhere below "coined the phrase 'humans are space orcs'" and "convinced people to start shipping Tony the Tiger with the Grinch".
... wait, people ship Tony the Tiger with the Grinch?
"it would be so good if it was good" will haunt you but "it's extremely good, except for the one or two parts which are so bad it's genuinely kind of insulting" will straight up drive you insane
one has you making posts like "okay but if the author UNDERSTOOD the POLITICAL IMPLICATIONS of the story they were telling, and leaned into it, it would actually be a really interesting exploration of..."
the other has you pacing your bedroom at one in the morning going "why. why would you ever in a million years do it like that. genuinely what possible thought process was involved. was the writer possessed by a fucking ghost or something."
the thing is like men and men really cant be friends because the sex part does always get in the way like thats true. and i mean that like im actually dead serious about that
like have you ever seen two straight men attempt to be friends with each other but the gay sex they arent having is literally preventing them from the transformative healing power of friendship. this is real
i dont even mean this in a "they want to fuck each other" way (although many of them do and will never know it) i mean that like the fact that gay sex is even hypothetically possible between them makes it loom over their friendship like it genuinely haunts them that they could be having it. gay sex is the elephant in the room every time they attempt to be emotionally vulnerable with one another, every time they let a hug linger too long. they cannot address its existence and so there is always something in their way, preventing true connection. and that something is the gay sex. that they are not having. the elephant of gay sex

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the author’s thinly veiled nothing #notwriting #straightupnotwritingit
dog i gotta move like yesterday
no one can afford to move or live anymore since the dread litch drove up housing prices with land speculation
The plastic bags are hard to open sometimes.
One time I was standing around outside with some ppl (idr what we were doing) and I was very very sleepy so I did a big dramatic yawn like a kitty cat.
And this lady came out of the group, very angry, amd shouted at me: "Hey! Cover your fucking mouth when you do that!"
I (1) had never before been told that one ought to cover one's mouth when one yawns and (2) was much too sleepy to conduct discourse on the matter, so I in socratic fashion replied ". . . What?"
And then she said a sentence that I will remember for the rest of my life. She said: "If you yawn without covering your mouth again, I will report you for sexual harassment."
To which I retorted: ". . . What?"
And she narrowed her eyes at me suspicious-like and said "I know what you're trying to do" and she walked away and I never saw her again.
To this day I wonder what indescretion I'm meant to have committed. Do I yawn hornily? Did I put too much cunt in my yawn and so got mistaken for some sort of yawn fetishist? I Do Not Know.
What gets me about the Mastercard/Visa shit is this:
You are at the grocery store. You pick up a nice, girthy zucchini. You head over to the oils and pick up a thing of olive oil. Then a packet of condoms.
Satisfied with your selections, you head to the cashier. As you place the items on the conveyor, a voice shouts: "DON'T SELL THOSE! THAT'S GOING UP A BUTT!"
And then for some reason, the cashier agrees. Then the guy who shouted, this fuckass guy in a suit, marches up to the counter and starts demanding that the store never sell any vegetables that could be put up a butt. He starts out pointing at the zucchinis and cucumbers and carrots, but you heard what he said: he's effectively banning every vegetable, just enforcing it selectively.
You ask the cashier if he's corporate or something. The cashier says no. The manager? No. He works here at least? No.
Who the fuck is he, then?
Well, the cashier explains, he's the bank manager from the next street over. He's taken up a moral crusade against vegetables that might go into rectums and if they don't obey him, he won't take anyone's paychecks or any money from any store that opposes him. And his bank is the only bank in the region, so it'd be a huge hassle for the business and the employees.
And somehow this dumb fucking scenario is real.

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It's funny when Tumblr screenshots circulate other websites or you show one to someone who's not super online and they think they're supposed to pay attention to the usernames as a part of it so they get really hung up on the fact that a comment comes from a handle like "SloppyMuppetBalls" or "werewolf-smegma-collector." No not that part. That's the normal part. Don't laugh at our dear friend ClownHoleSlurper I'm trying to show you their insightful takes on economics