Hey, @Waymo, can you please program your cars to properly stop at HAWK crossings? This guy right here just about took out a pedestrian a few minutes ago.
@Goutam_Chak@soulehoward1@PCF_Science@PCFnews One of the all time great human beings. History will record his contribution to saving millions of lives. Honored to call Howard a friend.
PCF Vice President of Global Research & Innovation, Andrea Miyahira, PhD at the 33rd Annual PCF Scientific Retreat opens the final presentation of the first day @AndreaMiyahira@PCFnews@PCF_Science#PCFRetreat26
There are times when I cover an issue in politics/culture on the ground that is seen so wildly different than what either polling shows, social media dictates or the manufactured fear demands it should be .
AI/data power centers is one of them
The story: https://t.co/HNbGAiJSuZ
Senator John McCain on Senator Jon Kyl in 2012: "I've always looked up to Jon as my senior. He's been my leader, my senior partner in much of the work we've done in Arizona, my friend, and one of the people I most look up to in this place…"
Jon Kyl was one of my first and best mentors in politics. He was generous with his time, worked harder than anyone, and cared deeply about Arizona and her people. His passing is gut wrenching. Our deepest sympathies to his family. May he RIP. @JonKyl
In a recent forum, popular neuroscientist and health guru, Andrew Huberman, revealed his secret for falling asleep in those anxious mid-morning hours when he says you shouldn't believe any thought that fills your mind. He said, "I'm being completely direct with you when I say it's worked every single time."
Huberman: "What I do is I get out of bed, and I pray. And these days, you know, again, I'm just being completely direct with my practice, I just pray to God. I pray, I just ask Jesus, 'Would you please hold me and bring me some peace so I can rest, so I can be my best self tomorrow, so I can serve the world better. And I'm hurting right now, and I can't seem to do it for myself.'
He also referenced techniques for calming the body in this discussion, but he emphasized the relief he has found through prayer:
"It's a great time to pray. I'm serious, many a night, many a night, you will find me on my knees praying in the hours between 3 and 5:00 a.m. simply for peace, simply to get to morning without additional stress, simply just trying to listen for something other than my own anxious thoughts."
As a woman in her late 40s, I found it comforting to know that even big, strong health gurus know what it's like to struggle with sleep, but also to be reminded that ultimately it's the Lord who gives peace and rest to those who cast their anxious cares on Him. 💤
Anthropic CEO calls for slowdown in the race to develop AI and acknowledges the risk that people may lose control of the technology. https://t.co/BCgAFclGQw
God bless America - forever and always. I truly cannot believe it has been 25 years...
May our prayers bring peace to the victims loved ones and their families on this most solemn and heavy of remembrances. We will always honor them.
Never, ever, ever forget 9/11.
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Sharing a gift link to the New York Times' devastating minute by minute report of the World Trade Center's last 102 minutes, based on the hundreds of last calls and emails people made.
Never forget.
https://t.co/NrmvjVdVSz
On the morning of September 11, 2001, Roselle, a calm, golden‑furred guide dog, rode the elevator up to the 78th floor of the North Tower with her owner, Michael Hingson. To everyone else, it was just another Tuesday. To Roselle, it was a job: stay close, stay steady, keep her human safe.
When the first plane hit, the entire building lurched like a ship struck by a wave. Lights flickered. Ceilings cracked. Papers rained down like snow. People screamed. But Roselle didn’t. She simply pressed her body against Michael’s leg, a silent message: I’m here. Follow me.
Smoke began to fill the hallway. The air tasted like burning metal. Sirens wailed from every direction. Yet Roselle walked forward with the same steady pace she used every day, guiding Michael to the stairwell.
Behind them, dozens of terrified people followed her tail like a beacon. Step by step, floor by floor, she led them downward through the choking darkness. The stairwell shook. The heat intensified. But Roselle never sped up, never panicked, never once broke her rhythm. She knew that if she stayed calm, her human would too.
Somewhere around the 30th floor, a woman froze, sobbing, unable to move. Roselle stopped. She nudged the woman gently, leaning her warm body against her leg until her breathing slowed. Only when the woman whispered, “Okay… okay,” did Roselle continue the descent.
It took nearly an hour to reach the lobby. Firefighters shouted for everyone to run. The tower groaned above them. Roselle guided Michael through the chaos, out into the blinding sunlight, and down the street, refusing to stop until she sensed they were finally safe.
Minutes later, the North Tower collapsed.
Roselle didn’t know she had just saved her owner’s life. She didn’t know she had led more than a dozen people to safety. She didn’t know she had become a symbol of courage around the world.
She only knew one thing: her human was alive, and she had done her job.
Most people know Roselle guided her blind owner down 78 floors of the North Tower, but very few know what happened after they escaped. As the tower collapsed behind them, a massive cloud of ash and debris roared through the streets like a tidal wave. Michael couldn’t see it coming, but Roselle could. Instead of panicking, she leaned her entire body into him and pulled forward with absolute determination, guiding him through a darkness so thick he couldn’t breathe or hear. Even as the ground shook and people screamed around them, Roselle never once broke her pace. Her training didn’t tell her what to do, her loyalty did.
#archaeohistories
I resigned from Anthropic today. I spent the last three years doing pretraining research at both OpenAI and Anthropic. Neither company is acting responsibly. They are racing straight to self-improving superintelligence and gambling with our lives. More thoughts below.