“Frog!” cried Toad. “I am sorry for all the dumb things I do. I am sorry for all the silly things that I say. Please be my friend again!”
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"As the brilliant Tressie McMillan Cottom has written, there’s a deliberate ploy to use generative AI to disproportionately displace women from feminine-coded jobs in administration and customer service. (And it is doing them very poorly in comparison with actual human beings [...].)"
Generative AI is catnip to the men who miss female sycophants katemanne.substack.com/p/a-culture-...
read for two hours with the dog. I did it! I've finally solved aliteracy. it required leaving all my devices in a totally different room
I would like to learn to sew, but without reading anything, spending any money, or doing anything
This is far more grim than I could have imagined. The tendrils of illiteracy reach further than you'd expect, especially among adults.
"By asking them to read, professors are arbitrarily withholding information from students by forcing them to get it through this more difficult medium." Your depressing read for the day (gift article). That quote is about students at HARVARD, by the way. www.theatlantic.com/magazine/202...
ever since I switched to a yubikey plus yubico authenticator, "every day I suffer" has been me daily
I've always had good password security. In college I had my debit card number memorized for making 2002-era online purchases. I have used a very secure password manager for over a decade. My reward? A life of retrieving six-digit codes from my email and phone. Every day I suffer
I said “thank you for your service” to a USDA employee today. man I hope we keep having one
there's this idea that if someone would just find the right words to describe things in public life, you eventually find ones that can't be twisted and not only do i think that's not true i think it's counterproductive. just constantly giving up useful concepts, always in retreat
in today's "I don't think I have enough time left on earth to understand geopolitics well enough to make an informed decision about this," the fresh bananas I'm obsessed with are a maybe-obvious (to everyone but me!) drug smuggling front
smartphones and the internet, man. they might have destroyed journalism, driven people insane by the tens of millions, fueled a rise in global fascism, and literally touched off genocides, but at least they seem to have caused a global collapse in relationship formation too
learned helplessness on a federal and global scale. cptsd is a beast
So much of being a child is looking on helplessly while it all happens around you and to you.
That teeny-tiny “enter through the garage” login text always sends me straight to the moon. Websites do not care about user retention; they really just want your email address, maybe your home addy and payment info, and for you to forget them in a week
The big inviting "SIGN UP NOW!" button versus the small degenerate "Log in here, you worthless freak" button
I walked out into the living room practicing a Scouse accent (??), not realizing I wasn’t alone, and then I drummed on the husky’s butt while singing Peanut Butter Jelly Time. She LOVED it. Puppies love that song
She's going back in! REPEAT: She is Going. Back. In.
I cannot rest from discourse. I will see that film again tomorrow. I will drink life to the lees. Again I will enjoy greatly, will suffer greatly, both with those that love me, and in Pleasantville NY. I am become a meme. Film showing: burnsfilmcenter.org/booking/the-...
lmaoooo having to repeatedly defend your position on a movie you saw *once* (itself based on a source you probably empirically know better and more intimately than basically any living person) is some kind of Letterboxd hell. I’m seated 🫡🙏
She's going back in! REPEAT: She is Going. Back. In.
i'm not being facetious or anything here but I do genuinely believe people are starved, like emotionally emaciated or something, for a lack of attention, patience, and caring -- and men in their own way in general due to all the things -- so sure we create synthetic care and synthetic patience
my zillennial friend—who, in the past, openly stated she saves her weirdest questions exclusively for me because "[I'll] get it"—asked me several questions last night about how a wicker penis would work. "Or, no, I guess a leather sheath?" she said at one point. I stared at her, floored
whole movie’s a flop if we don’t see the wicker penis imo
small town decision makers and citizens who haven't been following the situation as closely hear (since it's being intentionally pitched in a misleading way!) the big tech brand, assume "our town can have Google or Microsoft or SpaceX employees" bringing in high salary talent buying homes. incorrect
Will Ferrell: That's Not What This Is About
Alt: Will Ferrell shaking head saying in caption: That's Not What This Is About.
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many of the data centers need as few as 10-50 permanent workers. they aren't software engineers making apps/services. it's $60k/yr people who can check if a hard drive failed and swap it out and monitor if a cooling fan fails even the one-time construction jobs aren't local, they bring in outsiders
instagram keeps telling me I have "unseen notifications" and it's just categorically untrue
when I took the quoted selfie 30 years ago there was no way to tell if the photo lined up right or try again until we got the film developed but that same year our school got the Apple QuickTake 100 ("first consumer digital camera") the teacher had me figure it out then explain it to other teachers
me when mmmbop came out (they just requested we listen to it again, I suspect this is going to be for a while)
When I was an auto journalist for Transport Evolved, I covered a GM Investor Day event. GM talked brazenly about monetizing driver data, such as selling windshield wiper data to The Weather Channel, or telling state police about roads where seatbelt use is low. And it only got bleaker from there.
Oh I laughed in a dream and laughed in real life and woke myself up :(