I have been watching, with some horror, the spiraling descent of facebook and instagram, etc. The whole situation reminds me of an historical event that bore some similarity.
I have been watching, with some horror, the spiraling descent of facebook and instagram, etc. The whole situation reminds me of an historical event that bore some similarity.
But it’s not, I swear! As far as I recall, the number of products or services that I have actually gotten excited about is, maybe, a dozen. I suppose that’s a side-effect of living in the past, where if someone comes up and wants to show me a new Tactical(r) self-defense cane, I’m going to be comparing it to long-established products like the Henschel VK4501 (aka “King Tiger”) which is almost certainly superior unless you are going on a plane.
I used to love fashion. It flows from my love of art, design, and craft – some of the outfits from the high end of the couture world are just amazing. The Fashion Museum at the Met is a mandatory destination whenever I’m in New York, and I’ve managed to catch some of the big shows like The Age of Napoleon and the Heavenly Bodies show. [met] But after last year, when Kim Kardashian managed to pack her gigantic butt into a dress originally fitted for Marilyn Monroe, I began to see the event as a desert of decadence, mostly notable for the tremendous amount of elective plastic surgery on display.
[Content Warning: Highly Indecent Erotic Art]
That’s one of the third rails of philosophy. It’s like starting a land war in Asia, when you’re not the Asian.
Many articles about “AI deepfake of Congressman Porkbelly fucking a Goat” are clearly fake …
This is a fairly well-known Peanuts strip:
Over at Pharyngula, [pha] Covert Master Provocateur xohjoh2n mentioned a Midjourney prompt about Robert Smith of The Cure, in the style of Titian.
Remember screen savers?
This is not really interesting, except to think about what eating AI-generated actual food might be like, because the AI sure seems to like big portions and lots of cilantro. Perhaps this is how the AI apocalypse comes: we are poisoned by robot chefs who simply over-salt everything.
[This is a second attempt at this posting; the first went way off into the weeds. This is a tricky topic!]