Fun fact: Depression affects many things. Attention span, reaction time, engagement, memory, higher reasoning, spatial awareness… All things that (tangentially or directly) affect perceived intelligence.
Pretty damn good chance that we’re all sad because we know damn well just how fucked the world is, and we burned out before we ever got a chance to try.
… that said, I’ll totally take that hug. Hugs are great. 🫂
Got me again, you sly dog. 😂
Damn. I have pretty fucking good color perception, and I didn’t see them until you mentioned camo.
I was just about to ask. Thank you so much.
On the flip side, it means that you’re unaccountable to the people you serve. If they can’t talk to you, and you can’t talk with them, then the only source of information you have about the impact of your decisions comes from the horde of eager-to-please yes-men who carry out your will.
She was a joy to meet at ComicCon. I was there to be morale support for my mother, mostly because she was nervous about meeting her girlhood hero. And, well, she was a hero of mine too.
She was brisk, but warm. Kind of like the wise and worldly wine aunt at the family reunion. She had her dog with her, and he was napping on her lap. She signed my mom’s autograph, and boffed her with a handful of glitter (it was her thing.) She saw me standing there, and asked, “You want some?” “I thought it was only for people who got your autograph.” She laughed and boffed me on the head with a puff of Carrie Fisher glam.
The day she passed away felt like losing a family member. May the Force be with her.
Second this, flashing it with Debian and using it for KODI and maybe RetroArch is the way to go.
I put the localization files in the wrong folder. Thankfully, we hadn’t pushed anything to prod yet, but we were trying to figure out why everything kept crashing even though our checking tool was giving the all-clear.
It was checking everything except the localization folders.
But I did those sorts of things with Sims as a release mechanism,
And there it is. That was all I needed to know.
Have a good one.
Exactly. It’s not a real, conscious living thing. But anyone who takes the time to program a machine to feel pain, and then comes up with creative ways to inflict that pain, is a bad person.
It’s the premeditated, deliberate, creative effort to hurt something that can provide negative feedback. The recipient obviously isn’t a real person. But the executor is a real person, making real choices. And I would bet you five bucks that they have personal relations (parents, friends, romantic partners) who’ve expressed concerns about similar behavior around real people.
I just gave you the answer.
The first house is designed by someone who knows the game well and is cutting out annoyances purely for QOL purposes. Ovens burn down the house and kill Sims, Sims drown in swimming pools, Sims wash dishes in bathroom sinks, and Sims wander off through any open door when you want them to stay put.
The second house is designed by someone who knows the game well and is playing it because they like torturing and killing their Sims. The entire floor plan is designed to kill, maim, and otherwise torment any cluster of variables unlucky enough to be trapped there.
Obviously, both players are making these decisions purely for their own enjoyment or comfort and the immersion of the game is inconsequential. No real people are hurt. However, the first player is making practical choices that make the game more functional. The second player is probably naming Sims after people who annoy them in real life and sticking them in the murder house.
Social behaviors are rehearsed in play. That’s Psych101. So, your turn. Would you say that the person who set up this experiment with these LLMs is capable of normal human empathy? Yes or no?
My esteemed fellow, that was, in fact, the meme.
Okay, let’s set up a scenario, then.
You have two adults playing the Sims 4. One designs a house with only one exterior door, no oven, no sink in the bathroom, and no swimming pool. The other designs an open floor plan with no interior doors, no privacy in the restroom, ovens on every floor, and a backyard that’s nothing but one big swimming pool with just one ladder.
Which one is the psycho, and which one isn’t?
The people committing atrocities against hypothetical, imaginary people would do it to real, actual people for the exact same reasons if they had the same ability and impunity.
It’s the same broken empathy response, and it is still disturbing. One is orders of magnitude more significant, for obvious reasons. But I don’t like people who torture computers either.
Edit: If you think that I think you’re a bad person because you play Doom sometimes, or deleted the ladder on the swimming pool in Sims 4, relax. You’re not who I’m talking about.
I’m talking about sadists. Anyone who would take the time to design and build an experiment like this would probably do the same to mice, or monkeys, or even people. Sadists get their jollies off on the idea of inflicting pain, it’s why they enjoy games that let them make cruel decisions. Not everyone who plays violent video games is a sadist. Assuming that is ridiculous. But every sadist I’ve ever met has had at least one game where their save file could be used as evidence for mens rea in a domestic abuse trial.
Treasure Planet.
It’s probably a good thing that Disney’s forgotten about it. I don’t wanna see them try to remake it.
No, but it will affect someone you love who might be gullible enough to believe their bullshit. Public health education saves lives because it innoculates them against believing in stupid shit like thieves’ oil, horse paste, and piss-drinking.
Humans have a genetic instinct to trust their in-group, and we have a bad habit of being slow to accept new information unless we’ve trained the habit. It’s a really nasty combination for people who never really learned critical thinking skills.
It’s the same crowd.
Fucking hell, to think that we share oxygen with mouth-breathers like that.
Huh. Apparently the last soldier executed was hanged in 1961, a private who raped an 11-year old girl.
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Hey, Trump. >,>