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The report says that by year four of the Alexa experiment, “Alexa was getting a billion interactions a week, but most of those conversations were trivial commands to play music or ask about the weather.” Those questions aren’t monetizable.

So they didn’t want people using the very things they advertised as being useful; the reasons you’d tolerate an always-on virtual assistant in your life.

this is the kind of stuff the cyber dystopias never think to include. “spying on everyone couldn’t make enough money :(” like what

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they aren’t losing money on the product itself they’re losing money they wanted to make after selling it lmao boo fuckin hoo

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movies where someone hears an important message only once and retains all the details….

girl if that were me, we’d be fucked. I have to reread emails like 4 times.

if it were me having to repeat my dead father’s instructions on destroying the death star:

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I was in a college psych class, and the teacher was doing some kind of exercise about memory, patterns, and retention. He began with, “for instance, if I asked you what number the first letter of your name is in the alphabet, you wouldn’t be able to tell me right aw–”

“Ten,” I said.

“What?”

“J. J is ten,” I said again.

He stared at me.

“I happened to learn it while looking at the alphabet when I was five or six, and it just stayed in my brain,” I told him.

Then we did an exercise on retention. “I’m going to tell you a story,” he said, “and then I’m going to send you out of the room for five minutes, and when you come back, you have to repeat as much of the story back to me as possible.”

He told me a long and meandering story with no plot or structure, just a random series of events, place names, actions, etc. Then he sent me out of the room.

I looked at the wall for a while.

He called me back in five minutes later, stood me up in front of the class, and asked me to repeat “just as much of the story as you remember.” Apparently while I’d been gone he’d been telling the class about how eyewitness accounts aren’t reliable because people don’t remember things well after a certain period of time.

So I told his story back to him– not verbatim, but certain phrases were exact– and watched the consternation in his face as I accidentally blew up his (valid! and extensively studied!) lesson about how bad people’s retention is.

“It’s like a song,” I tried to explain to him, and the class. “Or a poem. Every part of the story has a little tag to remember it. I looked at the chalkboard while you were saying this part. My leg itched while you were saying that part. A chair squeaked during the next part. Then I just have to come back and go over all the sensations that I had while you were”

“Sit down,” he said.

I sat.

Turns out I’m Autisms Georg adn should not have been counted

ADHD version: A friend asked, on a field trip, why I knew the scientific name for Caltha palustris, “Well, we did that [one week long] field ID course [three years previously] and we saw it in one of the bogs”.

This, I was informed, is very much not a normal reason to remember the scientific name of a plant for the rest of your life.

It took me five whole years to learn when my partner’s birthday is.

I can remember specific details about games I played over two decades ago that I have not played since.

I once forgot it was my birthday. On my birthday. And when my sister (Who lived several hours away) jumped out of hiding and yelled happy birthday, I looked around to see who she was talking to.

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spindlephysalia:

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I theorize the reason “bottoms” appear more prevalent than “tops” on these types of spaces is that it is simply easier to be funny about being a bottom than about being a top without sounding like a sex offender

“uuuuu 🥺 pls cock me aaaaaaaa *runs into wall like Wile E Coyote running into his own tunnel painting*” easy as shit comedy

“I want to put my DICK in someone” whoa dude calm down, take it easy

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No that’s literally it. Kink is stigmatized in such a specific way that it’s actually much more acceptable to say “I want to be stepped on” than it is “I want to step on them” or even “I want them to ask me to step on them.”

Like it’s much easier to find people talking openly about wanting to be submissive (which will be errantly called “bottoming” because being a sub is Ew Gross Kink) but once there’s someone to available to actually facilitate that, it’s Creepy.

it’s coy and demure to be wanted, but it’s violative to Want and that’s normal and good and hasn’t annihlated the ability of so many people to even communicate the fact that they can desire. God help you if you’re queer or neurodivergent in that cultural attitutde.

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But the thing is often people haven’t written it because it’s not profitable to, or not feasible to make it widely accessible. It also serves as a tool for synthesising information in one central place, it’s common to see/hear people in education asking (mostly chatGPT) to explain things because the explanation at their level isn’t available, or the information is sparse, or hard to find. It’s like a search engine for human knowledge, which is an amazingly powerful tool.

It has flaws, yes, but shouldn’t be condemned by an unduly high value put on what humans have published

Sorry, but this is completely wrong.

Bots like chatGPT will straight up lie or make shit up or give demonstrably false answers when asked simple questions. It is not an information repository or search, it is a text generator. It is completely incapable of verifying if the text it generates has any correlation with reality, only with whatever text it’s trying to replicate the patterns of.

Do not buy into the idea that it is some revolutionary tool for writing or learning.

It is longform autofill.

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