I have found what is, to me, an unassailable defense of AI. Always allowing for the fact that the fuckers who make AI are soulless thieves, and that AI shouldn’t be built on the backs of everyone else’s unintentionally free labor. Anyway. AI is outstanding for this particular thing, for sure: The particular thing I’m on the autism spectrum. There are things that take me a lot of work to understand, and that’s if I…
Daer Target, Goodbye. We’ve been together for a long, long time. Decades, in fact. But I can’t continue to accept your bad behaviors. You took a stand and supported the LGBTQIA+ community. Then you abandoned them. (“Scaling back” to some stores, my ass. It’s a chickenshit move.) You started to support vendors who are people of color. You emphasized hiring minorities. And then, at the first sign of trouble, you lost all of your principles and…
Two skills have moved the needle toward “being well” more than, well, almost anything else I can think of in my life.
Everything, everywhere, is made up. I mean, there are things that for all practical purposes are real, but in terms of human existence and perception? Made up. A lot of people have tried to get this idea across, in one way and another. The meat ship.The river.The Ship of Theseus.The sound of one hand clapping. The White King’s dream. The Simulation. At the moment, I’m far less interested in the truth of this, than I am in…
I’d like to see this trend spread. I’d like to become more conscious, more intentional. More awake.