Tweets - Notes to Self
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Re: Tweets - Notes to Self
Is that in Grams? hi hi.
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Fact @Fact
If you drank 42 cups of coffee in one sitting, the caffeine overdose would kill you.
If you drank 42 cups of coffee in one sitting, the caffeine overdose would kill you.
Re: Tweets - Notes to Self
You got that right! hi hi.
Re: Microblogs - Notes to self
waitworry@jorts.horse
Claire @waitworry@jorts.horse
the purpose of a system is what it does so the meaning of life is making poop
Claire @waitworry@jorts.horse
the purpose of a system is what it does so the meaning of life is making poop
Re: Microblogs - Notes to self
Scott Adams
@ScottAdamsSays
I'm feeling AI will be less like a full transformation of civilization and more like the invention of the laser printer.
AI has not made a joke or written a song or made a movie I care to consume. And a judge ruled you can't copyright AI work.
When AI is used, it seems to be a tool (like a laser printer) and in my experience increases my workload because I can do new things.
Some humans will have relationships with AI, but some humans are furries too. No big deal.
AI is not "smart" in any way that impresses me more than a calculator. Feels more like magic tricks than intelligence.
AI seems like demoware to me. Great for showing you what it can almost do but not practical if you were to try it yourself.
I think we overestimated it. By a lot. Because we are primed by scifi.
@ScottAdamsSays
I'm feeling AI will be less like a full transformation of civilization and more like the invention of the laser printer.
AI has not made a joke or written a song or made a movie I care to consume. And a judge ruled you can't copyright AI work.
When AI is used, it seems to be a tool (like a laser printer) and in my experience increases my workload because I can do new things.
Some humans will have relationships with AI, but some humans are furries too. No big deal.
AI is not "smart" in any way that impresses me more than a calculator. Feels more like magic tricks than intelligence.
AI seems like demoware to me. Great for showing you what it can almost do but not practical if you were to try it yourself.
I think we overestimated it. By a lot. Because we are primed by scifi.
Re: Microblogs - Notes to self
LadyDragonfly@universeodon.com
tombradleyjr@mastodon.social
𝐿𝒶𝓃𝒶 :verifiedtrans: @LadyDragonfly@universeodon.com
ME: The Earth is 71% water
SCIENTIST: Yes. True.
ME: And practically all of that water is uncarbonated
SCIENTIST: Okay, sure. Not sure where you're going with this but
ME: So the Earth is flat
SCIENTIST...
ME: ...
SCIENTIST: Listen here you little shit
tombradleyjr@mastodon.social
𝐿𝒶𝓃𝒶 :verifiedtrans: @LadyDragonfly@universeodon.com
ME: The Earth is 71% water
SCIENTIST: Yes. True.
ME: And practically all of that water is uncarbonated
SCIENTIST: Okay, sure. Not sure where you're going with this but
ME: So the Earth is flat
SCIENTIST...
ME: ...
SCIENTIST: Listen here you little shit
Re: Microblogs - Notes to self
ThePlant@mastodon.social
DrOinFLA@lounge.town
Liam @ThePlant@mastodon.social
If USA is so amazing why did they make USB huh?
DrOinFLA@lounge.town
Liam @ThePlant@mastodon.social
If USA is so amazing why did they make USB huh?
Re: Tweets - Notes to Self
Republicans against Trump
@RpsAgainstTrump
British Writer Pens The Best Description Of Trump I’ve Read
“Why do some British people not like Donald Trump?
A few things spring to mind. Trump lacks certain qualities which the British traditionally esteem. For instance, he has no class, no charm, no coolness, no credibility, no compassion, no wit, no warmth, no wisdom, no subtlety, no sensitivity, no self-awareness, no humility, no honour and no grace – all qualities, funnily enough, with which his predecessor Mr. Obama was generously blessed. So for us, the stark contrast does rather throw Trump’s limitations into embarrassingly sharp relief.
Plus, we like a laugh. And while Trump may be laughable, he has never once said anything wry, witty or even faintly amusing – not once, ever. I don’t say that rhetorically, I mean it quite literally: not once, not ever. And that fact is particularly disturbing to the British sensibility – for us, to lack humour is almost inhuman. But with Trump, it’s a fact. He doesn’t even seem to understand what a joke is – his idea of a joke is a crass comment, an illiterate insult, a casual act of cruelty.
Trump is a troll. And like all trolls, he is never funny and he never laughs; he only crows or jeers. And scarily, he doesn’t just talk in crude, witless insults – he actually thinks in them. His mind is a simple bot-like algorithm of petty prejudices and knee-jerk nastiness.
There is never any under-layer of irony, complexity, nuance or depth. It’s all surface. Some Americans might see this as refreshingly upfront. Well, we don’t. We see it as having no inner world, no soul. And in Britain we traditionally side with David, not Goliath. All our heroes are plucky underdogs: Robin Hood, Dick Whittington, Oliver Twist. Trump is neither plucky, nor an underdog. He is the exact opposite of that. He’s not even a spoiled rich-boy, or a greedy fat-cat. He’s more a fat white slug. A Jabba the Hutt of privilege.
And worse, he is that most unforgivable of all things to the British: a bully. That is, except when he is among bullies; then he suddenly transforms into a snivelling sidekick instead. There are unspoken rules to this stuff – the Queensberry rules of basic decency – and he breaks them all. He punches downwards – which a gentleman should, would, could never do – and every blow he aims is below the belt. He particularly likes to kick the vulnerable or voiceless – and he kicks them when they are down.
So the fact that a significant minority – perhaps a third – of Americans look at what he does, listen to what he says, and then think ‘Yeah, he seems like my kind of guy’ is a matter of some confusion and no little distress to British people, given that:
• Americans are supposed to be nicer than us, and mostly are.
• You don’t need a particularly keen eye for detail to spot a few flaws in the man.
This last point is what especially confuses and dismays British people, and many other people too; his faults seem pretty bloody hard to miss. After all, it’s impossible to read a single tweet, or hear him speak a sentence or two, without staring deep into the abyss. He turns being artless into an art form; he is a Picasso of pettiness; a Shakespeare of shit. His faults are fractal: even his flaws have flaws, and so on ad infinitum. God knows there have always been stupid people in the world, and plenty of nasty people too. But rarely has stupidity been so nasty, or nastiness so stupid. He makes Nixon look trustworthy and George W look smart. In fact, if Frankenstein decided to make a monster assembled entirely from human flaws – he would make a Trump.
And a remorseful Doctor Frankenstein would clutch out big clumpfuls of hair and scream in anguish: ‘My God… what… have… I… created?' If being a twat was a TV show, Trump would be the boxed set.”
-Nate White
@RpsAgainstTrump
British Writer Pens The Best Description Of Trump I’ve Read
“Why do some British people not like Donald Trump?
A few things spring to mind. Trump lacks certain qualities which the British traditionally esteem. For instance, he has no class, no charm, no coolness, no credibility, no compassion, no wit, no warmth, no wisdom, no subtlety, no sensitivity, no self-awareness, no humility, no honour and no grace – all qualities, funnily enough, with which his predecessor Mr. Obama was generously blessed. So for us, the stark contrast does rather throw Trump’s limitations into embarrassingly sharp relief.
Plus, we like a laugh. And while Trump may be laughable, he has never once said anything wry, witty or even faintly amusing – not once, ever. I don’t say that rhetorically, I mean it quite literally: not once, not ever. And that fact is particularly disturbing to the British sensibility – for us, to lack humour is almost inhuman. But with Trump, it’s a fact. He doesn’t even seem to understand what a joke is – his idea of a joke is a crass comment, an illiterate insult, a casual act of cruelty.
Trump is a troll. And like all trolls, he is never funny and he never laughs; he only crows or jeers. And scarily, he doesn’t just talk in crude, witless insults – he actually thinks in them. His mind is a simple bot-like algorithm of petty prejudices and knee-jerk nastiness.
There is never any under-layer of irony, complexity, nuance or depth. It’s all surface. Some Americans might see this as refreshingly upfront. Well, we don’t. We see it as having no inner world, no soul. And in Britain we traditionally side with David, not Goliath. All our heroes are plucky underdogs: Robin Hood, Dick Whittington, Oliver Twist. Trump is neither plucky, nor an underdog. He is the exact opposite of that. He’s not even a spoiled rich-boy, or a greedy fat-cat. He’s more a fat white slug. A Jabba the Hutt of privilege.
And worse, he is that most unforgivable of all things to the British: a bully. That is, except when he is among bullies; then he suddenly transforms into a snivelling sidekick instead. There are unspoken rules to this stuff – the Queensberry rules of basic decency – and he breaks them all. He punches downwards – which a gentleman should, would, could never do – and every blow he aims is below the belt. He particularly likes to kick the vulnerable or voiceless – and he kicks them when they are down.
So the fact that a significant minority – perhaps a third – of Americans look at what he does, listen to what he says, and then think ‘Yeah, he seems like my kind of guy’ is a matter of some confusion and no little distress to British people, given that:
• Americans are supposed to be nicer than us, and mostly are.
• You don’t need a particularly keen eye for detail to spot a few flaws in the man.
This last point is what especially confuses and dismays British people, and many other people too; his faults seem pretty bloody hard to miss. After all, it’s impossible to read a single tweet, or hear him speak a sentence or two, without staring deep into the abyss. He turns being artless into an art form; he is a Picasso of pettiness; a Shakespeare of shit. His faults are fractal: even his flaws have flaws, and so on ad infinitum. God knows there have always been stupid people in the world, and plenty of nasty people too. But rarely has stupidity been so nasty, or nastiness so stupid. He makes Nixon look trustworthy and George W look smart. In fact, if Frankenstein decided to make a monster assembled entirely from human flaws – he would make a Trump.
And a remorseful Doctor Frankenstein would clutch out big clumpfuls of hair and scream in anguish: ‘My God… what… have… I… created?' If being a twat was a TV show, Trump would be the boxed set.”
-Nate White
Re: Tweets - Notes to Self
Amish Super Model @AmishSuperModel@mastodon.social
“I love it when I can still smell your colon on my pillow in the morning.”
-why spelling matters
“I love it when I can still smell your colon on my pillow in the morning.”
-why spelling matters
Re: Tweets - Notes to Self
juglugs@mastodon.social
jaythurbershow@union.place
Widdershins Smith
@juglugs@mastodon.social
I have a pet termite.
I named him Clint.
Clint eats wood.
jaythurbershow@union.place
Widdershins Smith
@juglugs@mastodon.socialI have a pet termite.
I named him Clint.
Clint eats wood.