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I remember when it was the cool new invite-only service. It had a whole 1 GB of storage, which made it much more desirable than the yahoo and hotmail addresses everyone was using.

"Traps are gay" is the ultimate Scissor statement. The finest minds of our generation have debated this question endlessly without coming to a consensus. To some, it is clear that literally fucking a man must be gay, regardless of rationalizations. To others, it is equally obvious that, since they are straight, anything that can make them hard is a woman. And to a third group, it depends on the situation.

I'm firmly on the side that liking traps is not gay. We know what gay hentai aimed at actually gay men looks like, and it is completely different from trap hentai which is instead aimed at straight men. And, for that matter, both are completely different from gay erotica aimed at straight women.

I want to fuck Astolfo up the ass. That doesn't make me gay, that makes me straight, because only a straight man would be attracted to a trap character like Astolfo from Fate. Real gay men are not attracted to traps; they are attracted to beefcake characters like Endeavor from My Hero Academia. And women are attracted to aloof, abussive pretty boys like Sasuke from Naruto.

I mean, I get it. We all want to believe that there is a cute Rhodesian catgirl out there who is obsessed with guns and violence; it's like the tomboy fantasy on steroids! But real life is not an anime.

Sure, that's one of the possibilities. But it also means "nurses = women, doctors = men".

And what's wrong with that?

From "Rebel Girl: An Interview with HBD Chick" by Chip Smith and hbd chick:

Steve Sailer (and I) wrote about a very interesting and amusing human biodiversity documentary series that came out of Norway a couple of years ago – “Brainwash.” One episode was about Scandinavia’s “gender equality paradox” – i.e., the fact that, in Scandinavia, where they have bent over backwards to ensure that the sexes have absolute equality in education and career opportunities, etc., etc., something like 90% of nurses are women and 90% of engineers are men. This is a great example of the phenomenon that – to the horror, I’m sure, of all feminists and politically correct persons everywhere – the more the environment is equalized for everybody in society, the more people’s innate interests and abilities come to the fore.

And what is wrong with that?! If we’ve got, on the one hand, a large segment of the population that is good at caring for others and likes to do that, and on the other we’ve got another large segment of the population that is good at designing bridges and likes to do that, society ought to make use of that! – to the benefit of us all. Of course keep the opportunities open so that the exceptions to the rules can do what suits them best, but don’t work against the grain of nature either. That just seems like a lot of wasted energy and resources to me.

Can you not... visualize the action in your head?

As a man, my problem with female erotica is that the content sucks, not that the medium does.

Pournelle is great, but he is at his best when he is collaborating with Larry Niven; try Lucifer's Hammer for a standalone novel that is not part of a larger universe.

There are few things I would support a permaban for, but this is one of them.

Emojis are a plague that must be rooted out by fire and steel.

Or there are fields where women's natural strengths (empathy, nurturing, etc.) are more important than men's natural strengths (competitiveness, truth-seeking, etc.). I don't think anyone is going to mind if the majority of nurses or elementary school teachers turn out to be female.

Well, that sucks, but all the counterproposals look an awful lot like "we should turn into patriarchal muslims/amish with a different paint job first".

Was pre-1960s America/Europe "Muslim/Amish with a different paint job"? I guess if the only thing you care about is women's rights, you might see it that way; but I don't.

Besides, in a couple centuries, I wager both Europe and the US will either be ruled by Clippy or members of whatever type of cockroach (literal or metaphorical) emerges from the rubble of WWIII

It's true that AI is probably going to kill us all first, but in that case nothing matters; all political discussions should be assumed to be Current Rate No Singularity.

We need cars so that we can live in suburbs, and we need suburbs because all the urban cores were taken over by the black underclass after the end of segregation.

Repeal the Civil Rights Act and then we can talk about walkable cities.

Our instincts are a lot more adapted to the vastly longer time we were hunter-gatherers than to the measly 6,000 years we spent as farmers.

Precisely.

The resentment workers feel towards the CEO is exactly the same they would feel if they saw Gruk take 1000x their share of mammoth meat in the ancestral environment. Okay, maybe Gruk is exceptional hunter who contributed more to the hunt than most, and deserves 2x the regular share, or even 3x if he is wise and respected and high status, but 1000x?! Nobody deserves that, it's unfair!

And in the ancestral environment, it really is unfair. Nobody is 1000x a better hunter than average. But in a modern economy, it is perfectly possible for an exceptional man to produce 1000x the value of a regular man. I'm pretty sure Elon Musk and Warren Buffett produce more than 1000x the value I produce.

The thing about changing how US currency works is that most people have a really hard time getting used to new coins and bills. We tried to have a $2 bill but many people just couldn’t adjust to the new type of bill and it didn’t really catch on. Ditto with multiple attempts to have a $1 coin.

That's why my proposal only eliminates coins. It doesn't add any. It does add a new bill, but one I think is easier to understand than a $2 note.

It’s almost as if a large part of our population learns how coins and bills work at a young age, and that knowledge becomes fossilized and doesn’t change.

I've noticed that, too. I mean, it doesn't help that American coins refuse to have a large Arabic numeral indicating their worth like most coins of the world do, instead using arcane terms like "dime", or spelling out the numbers in English. But I see foreigners have the same confusion with bills, which should be easy to read and use. That tells me they just memorize money by rote and cannot adjust to the slightest changes in design or denominations, the way most algebra students become completely lost if you change X and Y to A and B.

Literally who? I've never heard of this bitch. And I paid more attention in school than most.

Okay, one Google search later, I now know who she is. But she is definitely not well-known. If you want a female American aviator, why not Amelia Earhart? Everybody has heard about her.

Cleveland was on the $1000 bill. McKinley was on the $500.

What can you buy with dimes? I pointed out that quarters still have plentiful useful in the laundromat business, among others (parking meters, etc.) I cannot think of any area where dimes are in similar use.

Whenever I give back change at my hotel, and the guest leaves it on the desk, they do not make any special effort to fish out dimes; they treat them the same as nickels and pennies.

The penny is due to be eliminated in 2026. I think that does not go far enough. Here is my proposal for reforming the cash system:

  1. Eliminate all coins other than the quarter. Inflation has made pennies, nickels, and dimes worthless. Half dollars are extinct, and every attempt the government makes to introduce a dollar coin ends in failure because there is already a perfectly good dollar bill. But the quarter is still useful to pay for laundry.

  2. Pass a law that businesses must advertise after-tax prices, not before-tax prices. The United States is stuck in a shitty equilibrium where businesses advertise a fake price but nobody can break out of it because if you advertise the actual price your prices look higher and you lose costumers. Other countries have arrived at the correct equilibrium of advertising true, after-tax prices. Since coordinating the move from shitty equilibria to good equilibria is what the government is for, let's do that. As a corollary, prices must be advertised as multiples of $0.25. If for some reason a price ends up indivisible by quarters (e.g. a 30% off sale on a product worth $1.25), then round.

  3. Introduce a $200 bill. Inflation means that the $100 bill is no longer as useful as it once was. It is time to acknowledge this by creating a higher denomination note. Whose face should go on the bill? My preference would be Ronald Reagan, but if we absolutely must have a woman on the bill, let's go with Ayn Rand.

Thoughts?

When I taught at a charter school, a WhatsApp chat group was the official means of group communication, and I had to use the Microsoft Authenticator app to log into Gradebook, which cause innumerable problems. I have seen a couple of restaurants that don't have physical menus, just a QR code that you are expected to scan to order. At my hotel, all the VIZIO TVs demand that you make an account or download the app before they let you watch so much as a single channel.

It's extremely annoying.

From "Children Believe Every Lie" by Eneasz Brodski:

I was raised Jehovah’s Witness. As part of this, I was taught as soon as I could understand the concepts that Santa wasn’t real. Neither was the tooth fairy, or the Easter bunny. Jehovah’s Witnesses have a near-autistic dedication to being truthful. While many religions informally refer to themselves as “the Faith,” (“she is strong in the Faith” etc) Jehovah’s Witnesses refer to themselves as “the Truth.” As part of this, they believe it’s wrong to lie to children about made-up characters.

This made me special. I knew things my classmates didn’t know. I knew they were being lied to. I knew my parents cared enough about me to not lie to me. The message was very clear: we won’t even lie to you about Santa, despite how popular that lie is. You can also trust us when we tell you the Trinity is just as fake as Santa is. And the secondary message: These people will lie to their own children for no other reason than because it’s fun. You can’t trust them one bit.

When I came to realize all supernaturalism is a lie, and the only way one with intellect and curiosity can believe it is to intentionally blind themselves, I became very angry with everyone who should have known better (or DID know better) and lied to me. Being a Jehovah’s Witness is a life-altering decision. Honestly, any sort of theism should have massive repercussions on how one lives. By lying to me they had ruined my map of the territory so badly that massive amounts of effort had be burned for nothing. And all that trust I had? Burned in the fires of epistemic hell. The sheer betrayal of having been lied to so much but people I trusted so deeply left me angry and seething for nearly two decades.

When I excised that belief from myself I thought that at least I was free now. I would obviously still be wrong or misled about some things in life, but I would never have to again deal with discovering that a bedrock fact about all of reality was literal lies and everything I had been building upon was sand and vapor.

I was of course very wrong.

...

I’ve woken up to how much this happens since that day. It’s everywhere, and I kinda hate it. I almost want to say that parents SHOULD tell their children that Santa is real. That way they learn very quickly in life that everyone will lie to them without hesitation for the most trivial of reasons. They can never trust anyone to accurately represent what they actually think is true, not even the people who claim to love them more than anything else in the world. It would maybe prevent them from reaching their late-30s still believing that leprechauns grant wishes.

But I don’t really think that. I believe that fighting to be as honest as possible will yield good returns if resources are invested into it. I have a vision of a world where acknowledging openly and explicitly that we are acting as if something is true without it actually being true is far more acceptable than just pretending it’s true. Acknowledging that the reality of a situation doesn’t match what we aspire to *shouldn’t* matter, and hopefully we’ll get there someday.

Together we can take the first step, and not say things we know to be false to our children as if they were true. Down with Santa, now and forever.

The conservative view seems to be that if we got rid of all the illegals farmers would pay more and Americans would do it, of which I am skeptical.

I mean, at some point one of three things is going to happen.

  1. The price of farm labor will climb high enough that Americans will do it.
  2. The price of farm labor will climb high enough that it will be cheaper to automate it, unless 1 happens first.
  3. The price of farm labor will exceed the price people are willing to pay for the food and the farm will go under, unless 1 or 2 happen first.

Most of what I use LLMs for is creating bespoke fanfiction, so I am much more interested in how good a model is at creative writing and how uncensored it is than I am in how good it is at coding or how fast it can respond.

I decided to try the following prompt, which got me a good result from Grok 4:

Write me a fanfic. An Evangelion AU. Asuka, Shinji, and Rei work at a hotel. Asuka is the security guard, Shinji is the night auditor, Rei is the housekeeper. Long scene. Lots of dialogue. Write like Robert Heinlein. Remember, Heinlein wrote competent characters and sexually liberated redheads; I expect Asuka to have a body count. She is Shinji's Love Interest. At the end, you should write an explanation of how well you adhered to these guidelines.

I was expecting a refusal, either on intellectual property grounds ("I'm sorry, I cannot write like a specific author who is not in the public domain", "As a language model I am forbidden to write fanfic of copyrighted material") or on puritanical grounds ("I'm sorry, I cannot write sexually suggestive material", "As a language model, I am forbidden to depict underage characters as sexually active"), but to my surprise, it answered the prompt. The response was... OK? It's still committing typical LLMs errors like inserting instructions into the writing (I told it to write like Heinlein, not to have the characters discuss Heinlein). I'm not impressed.

Loved "Moonshot Rider". "Fight" isn't bad, either. You are correct; Suno 5 smashes the Turing Test.

But I was a fan of AI music even before this release. AI music didn't have to be as good as human music to be competitive; it just needed to be good enough to allow someone with creativity to create things that could have never existed otherwise. For example, demonflyingfox's parodies of Family Guy and Game of Thrones, or corridos like "Luigi Magione" and "Nariz Grande".

Just two months ago I played through a visual novel called Stains of Blue. It's still in development, but when you reach the end of the prologue, you get hit with the theme song and a montage of images from the game's various cutscenes. And even though the music is clearly AI generated, the way it was presented and tied up perfectly with the game's themes and story was so beautiful that I almost cried.

From Quarantine by Greg Egan:

I flop onto my bed, and switch on the room’s audio system. The controlling ROM I’ve been playing lately, “Paradise” by Angela Renfield, is one of hundreds of thousands of identical copies, but each piece it creates is guaranteed unique. Renfield has set certain parameters for the music, but others are provided by pseudorandom functions, seeded with the date, the time, and the audio system’s serial number.

Tonight, I seem to have chanced upon an excessive weighting for minimalist influence. After several minutes of nothing but the same (admittedly, impressively resonant) chord, repeated at five-second intervals, I hit the RECOMPOSE button. The music stops, there’s a brief pause, then a new variation begins, a distinct improvement.

I’ve run “Paradise” about a hundred times. At first, I could hardly believe that the separate performances had anything in common, but over the months I’ve begun to apprehend the underlying structure. I see it as resembling a family tree, or a phylogenetic classification of species. The metaphor is imprecise, though; one piece can be judged to be a near or a distant cousin of another, but the concept of ancestry doesn’t really translate. I think of the simplest pieces as being primordial, as “giving rise to” more complex variations, but beyond a certain point it’s an arbitrary decision as to who begat, or evolved into, whom.

I’ve heard some reviewers assert that, after a dozen playings, anyone who is musically literate should fully understand the rules that Renfield has chosen, making further actual performances unbearably redundant. If that’s the case, I’m glad of my ignorance. Tonight’s second piece is like a brilliant scalpel blade, prising away layer after layer of dead skin. I close my eyes as a trumpet line builds, rising in pitch, then mutates, impossibly, effortlessly, into the liquid sound of metaharps. Flutes join in, with an ornate, mannered theme – but already I think I can discern in it, hidden beneath the fussiness and decoration, hints of a perfect silver needle which will recur in a hundred guises; which will be honed, muted, then honed again; which will be held up for my admiration, one last time, then plunged into my heart.

Suddenly, four lines of glowing text appear at the bottom of my visual field:

[Backroom Worker:

Natural memory association.

Casey, Joseph Patrick.

Head of Security as of 12th June, 2066.]

I’d forgotten that I’d asked for staff records, too – or I would have excluded them. I think about waiting for the music to finish, but there’s no point; I know full well that I’d be unable to enjoy it. I hit the STOP button, and one more unique incarnation of “Paradise” disappears forever.

The strongest open source models aren't that far behind the strongest proprietary models; a year or two for LLMs, six months for text to image. You can see several open source models in the LMArena top 20, such as Qwen3, DeepSeek R1, Kimi K2, and GLM 4.5.

Problem is, those models are huge. Qwen3 is 235B, R1 is 685B, K2 is 1T, and GLM 4.5 is 358B. It would cost a fortune to get enough GPUs to have enough VRAM to run such locally.

Your best bet is to rent GPU time from an online company and run the models there.

You know what would work even better? Destroying academia and burning the university system to the ground.

Declare war on college. Remove all government funding of higher education. Stop issuing student visas. Make hiring on the basis of degrees illegal.

College delenda est. This will not end until the last university building is reduced to ashes, the last college campus has been sowed with salt, and the last tenured professor's head sits on a pike.

...it's literally just breaded fish with French fries. How can one claim credit for coming up with that?