Tim Weigel

@timweigel.bsky.social

Getting along like Unicode in an ASCII file. In a love/hate (but mostly love) relationship with Alabama, Mobile in particular. I like SQL. And, of course, EVERYTHING I post here is on my own behalf, speaking only for myself, etc. unless explicitly stated

PSA for all the recruiters out there: if 4 different people from your firm all reach out about that same role, it’s not a role anyone, especially me, is interested in

the children have attempted to put their father in timeout but unfortunately it has backfired because he is stoked to sit in a quiet room alone

An AI researcher I've followed on various platforms since before BSky was even a thing (to say nothing of the AI bubble) has been labeled as posting AI content. Um, yes, that is exactly the thing I follow this person for.

I want to be very clear about the pandemic. People died awful deaths. Dr. Fauci is a national hero. In the early days I lost colleagues my own age and younger in good health and prime of life. I attended god awful zoom funerals before anyone really knew how to host a zoom mega meetings. 1/

CIA operative: the aliens didn't conduct any experiments on you? me: i think they forgot about me at one point my cell door opened and an alien came in with a mop and seemed shocked to see me CIA operative: and after this they dumped you into a lake? me: they didn't even slow down the ship

I work at a public library. People who want to use AI seem to have no trouble doing so. People who don't want to use AI have a harder time. I crowdsourced and then finalized this document "How to disable or avoid intrusive AI" and then gave it a short URL: notoai.org Please pass along if it's useful

An aircraft passenger oxygen mask: a drop down passenger mask with air bag and yellow plastic mouth and nose cover, oxygen tube has been cut; Demonstration model used by flight attendant crew for passenger instruction. Has text on the side indicating that it's non-functional.

The 'data centers create lotsa jobs' framing is pure propaganda. The only time there are lots of jobs is during construction and fitting out. Once they're finished, staffing is pretty light and most of the jobs aren't super-high paying (though they might be better than other local jobs).

Aaron Rupar@atrupar.com · 5d ago

Hassett: "Data centers are very good for towns bc they create so many jobs & bring people in with high incomes that can buy houses & stuff like that. So if you take a sleepy town that hasn't seen much in the last 30 years & put a data center there, there are gonna be a bunch of happy residents."

Can confirm from my own natsec academic work. It's hard enough sometimes to figure out what's going on in a GENUINE satellite image, and Google is being amazingly stupid from so many perspectives by releasing this. Read the article - it's somehow worse than you think.

Faine Greenwood@faineg.bsky.social · 5d ago

I used to do some work on the ethical use of satellite and drone imagery for aid and disaster response, and it is genuinely hard to express in words what a dangerous, stupid thing Google is doing by making it easy to use GenAI to create faked satellite imagery:

I’ve been very slowly reading a memoir of a Confederate lieutenant on the CSS Alabama, but I at long last look to be on track to finishing it in less time than the ship was in existence. And in less time than the Confederacy existed.

Billionaire quests for physical immortality seem to be in the periodic upswing in the discussion pool, and thinking about Neuralink I remembered this passage from Iain Banks' Culture novel Excession (Musk of course is a Culture fanboy). This conversation is between the human Ulver Seich and 1/

One of the exhibits which she discovered, towards the end of her wanderings, she did not understand.  It was a little bundle of what looked like thin, glisteningly blue threads, lying in a shallow bowl; a net, like something you'd put on the end of a stick and go fishing for little fish in a stream.  She tried to pick it up; it was impossibly slinky and the material slipped through her fingers like oil; the holes in the net were just too small to put a finger-tip through.  Eventually she had to tip the bowl up and pour the blue mesh into her palm.  It was very light.  Something about it stirred a vague memory in her, but she couldn't recall what it was.  She asked the ship what it was, via her neural lace. 

~ That is a neural lace, it informed her. ~ A more exquisite and economical method of torturing creatures such as yourself has yet to be invented. 

She gulped, quivered again and nearly dropped the thing. ~ Really? she sent, and tried to sound breezy. ~ Ha.  I'd never really thought of it that way. 

~ It is not generally a use much emphasised.

~ I suppose not, she replied, and carefully poured the fluid little device back into its bowl on the table.

I hope every day you all are trying to cultivate joy. A kindness to a neighbor. A long walk. Poetry. Birdwatching. Meditation. Being silly and playing peekaboo in a checkout line with a cute baby. These are dark times, and joy is something the bastards cannot take from us. Fight for it.