Kind of an odd situation, now.
Obviously things aren’t great, but kind of settling in to sanguinity. I’ve done what I can do, and there’s not a lot of reason to keep charging at things.
So many things are the end of the world. I just can’t bring myself to care. Whatever I might think about it is unimportant because I’m not one of the elect.
That was driven home listening to Marc A. with Malice.
AI is gonna kill everybody, or keep us all from having jobs. Or something.
Okay, then. Do it. Be public about what you’re doing. State it loudly and clearly so everybody understands exactly who you are, and what you want.
This afternoon saw a story about the Democrats wanting to stop the Skydance/Paramount/WB./etc. merger.
Why? State it clearly. What do you want to use government’s tool, destruction, to stop it?
I won’t be holding my breath for an answer.
Think I’ve gotten the OCR straightened out on cards my wife gifted me for writing.
I’ve scanned enough for my next adventure.. It’s kinda sweet, but this is the sort of thing the scourge of AI will keep from happening; somebody earning A LIVING WAGE should be reading and typing all of these things.
Nope. I just need to use tools as I can regardless of the origin. There’ll be things I don’t like; things I go out of my way to avoid. But, for the most part, I just need to use them and continue trying to be a person I’m satisfied with.
Ergo the trying to pay the bar from the other night after I’m not seeing that my order went through on Apple Pay.
But, for the AI (and resulting OCR)…..
What do I want my voice to stand for?
Integrity. I don’t want to be incredibly embarrassed by anything I do or enjoy. There’s things that maybe I don’t eagerly admit to, but there’s nothing I know of that’s harming anyone else. And, if there was, that’d bother the hell out of me. (And I’d probably set whatever it was aside.)
From my archives….
For the record - 6/7/2006
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Just because you miss a girl's phone call because you're blasting Avril in your car on the way home....
DOES NOT MEAN YOU'RE GAY.
So I missed one of my new girlfriend’s calls because I was cruising around listening to Avril. Okay. And?
How am I using it right now, and where do I want it to go?
I don’t know. I’m broken. But if I can live until about the time the money cuts off and not screw anybody over, great. Whether that’s here inside the Beltway, I don’t know. But it can be anywhere, really, if I can get to Georgetown to meet the commitments I’ve made for their study.
-But this next week could be fun. We\ll see.