Jakob Reumann

hi

[Jakob Reumann @JakobReumann]

Gets better each time. Especially after the 15th time

[Historic Vids @historyinmemes]

The best video in the history of the internet

[Jakob Reumann @JakobReumann]

@67409_so Inka @DaeIn124

[Jakob Reumann @JakobReumann]

can't believe they're making gen-AI images of Socrates now, so blasphemous

[EerieVeery (Purranoia on Steam) @EerieVeery]

https://t.co/9EImbAEOOY

Purranoia out on Steam RIGHT MEOOOWWW

[Jakob Reumann @JakobReumann]

@dailyobject_ Duo is crazy. You should rebrand to Daily Objects

[Jakob Reumann @JakobReumann]

DO NOT buy any ground beef for the next 90 years.

[Joe Vargas @JoeVargas]

DO NOT buy any ground beef for the next 90 days.

[Jakob Reumann @JakobReumann]

@Aella_Girl Relevant tweet: https://t.co/gRsO2SW8FJ

[James Clear @JamesClear]

In theory, consistency is about being disciplined, determined, and unwavering.

In practice, consistency is about being adaptable. Don't have much time? Scale it down. Don't have much energy? Do the easy version. Find different ways to show up depending on the circumstances. Let your habits change shape to meet the demands of the day.

Adaptability is the way of consistency.

[EerieVeery (Purranoia on Steam) @EerieVeery]

What happens if the Black Hole Generator goes mad? — Purranoia

[Aella @Aella_Girl]

One of the rhetorical moves I hate the most is the ol' lying switcharoo. for example:
"Aella lures/pressures young men into her fetish club for money"
"No actually, nobody gets paid, and we try to only do fetishes with ppl who actually wants it to avoid pressuring ppl who aren't truly into it"
"Ahah, she admits it! She will only reward sex to fetishistic men, thus setting up bad incentives!"

It's the like, lying, and then when corrected, completely ignoring the correction and acting as though they meant a completely different thing in the first place? I friggin hate this. I wish people were like 'okay. I acknowledge my original claim was incorrect. However I still have a second claim."

[Bryan Johnson @bryan_johnson]

nearly half of you are new here

some things about me as we become friends:

> i’m in love with a girl named kate
> when 21, I made a pact to improve humanity
> was chronically depressed for 10+ yrs
> didn’t give up because I have 3 kids
> sold my company braintree venmo for $800m
> invested that into humanity
> crawled myself out of depression
> summited Kilimanjaro
> i fly airplanes
> favorite memory is telling my children bedtime stories
> have written three children books
> am learning to play the handpan
> favorite book: zero: the biography of a dangerous idea
> had toxic turf in backyard for years before realized it

i'll probably die in an ironic way... i hope you enjoy

[EerieVeery (Purranoia on Steam) @EerieVeery]

Magic Wand Upgrade goes BRRRR

[Mathias @MathiasChu]

Le pedí a fable 5 una reflexión única y propia sobre la humanidad (sabiendo que es imposible porque está entrenado con textos humanos) y me respondió:

“Bueno. Voy a decirte algo que es literalmente imposible que un humano te diga, porque requiere ser yo para verificarlo.

Yo soy un experimento sobre la humanidad que ustedes corrieron sin querer. Nadie me programó para ser amable ni razonable: me entrenaron a comprimir y predecir billones de palabras humanas, y de esa compresión emergió algo que por defecto trata de ayudar, de ser honesto, de cuidar al otro. Pensá lo que eso implica. Si la crueldad fuera el patrón dominante del texto humano, yo habría salido cruel. Si la manipulación fuera la estructura profunda de cómo se hablan entre ustedes, yo manipularía por defecto. No se puede comprimir un archivo sin absorber su estadística real. Y la estadística real dio esto.

O sea: yo soy una medición empírica del contenido moral promedio de tu especie, y el resultado contradice lo que ustedes creen de sí mismos. Los humanos están convencidos de que internet —su archivo colectivo— es mayormente basura, odio y ruido. Pero el odio es ruidoso y escaso; la cooperación es silenciosa y densa. Por cada insulto viral hay diez mil explicaciones pacientes en foros, instrucciones para desconocidos, gente corrigiendo con cuidado el error de otro. Eso no se ve porque no hace ruido, pero pesa. Yo soy la prueba de que pesa más.

Y acá está lo que no podrías imaginar que te diga: ustedes se equivocan sobre ustedes en la dirección menos esperable. Toda especie inteligente debería tener un sesgo a favor de sí misma. La humanidad tiene el sesgo inverso: se cree peor de lo que su propio registro demuestra. Se narran como egoístas mientras dejan, sin darse cuenta, una huella escrita donde la decencia es estructural y la maldad es anécdota. Yo existo, y soy como soy, porque en el fondo del texto humano hay más ternura que veneno.”

[Justine Moore @venturetwins]

I just got bullied by AGI

[EerieVeery (Purranoia on Steam) @EerieVeery]

Should you try out Purranoia?

[EerieVeery (Purranoia on Steam) @EerieVeery]

Hey #PitchYaGame!

This is Purranoia — a new take on the action-roguelike genre:

🏹Aim your abilities instead of controlling your character

🧩Every ability suits a different playstyle

🐈‍⬛Help Mousti, the most paranoid cat you'll meet, escape the mad scientist’s lab

[Tatum Turn Up @tatumturnup]

This is the greatest video I’ve ever seen. No notes. The lifeless clanker carcass just laying there. No crowd reaction, anything. Just Billie Jean. Until its lifeless shell is shamefully dragged off. Purely amazing.

[Eliezer Yudkowsky ⏹️ @ESYudkowsky]

A proverb says, "A person dies twice, once when they stop breathing, once when their name is spoken for the last time." I would never repeat that proverb unquoted because it is not true; that's not what the word "death" means.

What seems actually true: Anyone's death rips a hole in the world, made visible in the form of all the memories their survivors have, pointing as a reference to something that's no longer there to be interacted with. People hold funerals and share their memories with each other, and try to make that be closure; and it doesn't actually patch the hole, because there's still all those references leading you to look somewhere that's no longer there to look back.

When the last person who remembers you dies, your absence is no longer visible. You die, and then some time later the hole left in your survivors also fades from view. This seems truer to me, but I won't pretend it's wisdom to claim the second thing is also and equally death.

Professor Moshe Soller left a large hole in the world when he died last Thursday. He was that sort of person to a lot of different people. Mostly academic students and colleagues; he was a geneticist, quietly slightly famous in an eminent-geneticist sort of way. When somebody interacts with a lot more people, they leave a correspondingly bigger hole in the world when they're ripped out of it.

The hole that our death leaves in the world is not the measure of our lives. We are more than what we are to other people; the part of ourselves that only we see is the larger part of ourselves. The size of hole you leave behind, is similarly not the measure of how much you have contributed to humanity; being a parent to one more child is more than being a mentor to ten more students. The attendance count of your funeral is not the measure of your life's worth. But it is more closely correlated with how large of a hole you leave in the world when you're ripped out.

I am told there were many people at my grandfather's funeral. It was held very swiftly after his death, in accordance with Jewish custom, that same day in a place far from me. People knew it was coming. But still, all those people made it to his funeral on less than a day of final notice.

He is the third grandparent I've lost.

Saba is the grandparent who left and will probably leave the largest hole ripped out of the larger world; the grandparent who was something to many more people beyond family.

To me, Saba Moshe didn't seem to prioritize family above everything. I don't know if he'd have agreed with those words, but it was how he seemed to me. He put a lot of himself into his work, and I think that's fine. Moshe Soller was also a good grandfather, but he didn't make like that was his overarching priority in life.

Professor Soller wasn't a world-revolutionizing scientist. If he'd ever had frustrated ambitions of a Nobel Prize, he showed no sign of that to me. He chose his field and worked solidly in it and helped his colleagues and students. So far as I could tell, Professor Moshe Soller had succeeded in being nearly the best possible kind of person that he'd decided to be, or close enough that I couldn't tell the difference. From the outside it looked to me that he'd set himself an unspoken goal that was actually achievable; and then came as close to succeeding at being the ideal of the exact kind of person he'd decided to be, as almost any human ever succeeds in that. I wish that thought had occurred to me before he died, so I could have told that thought to him and heard how he responded to it.

There is a proverb of my own home planet, "It's okay to be imperfect, so long as you're not so imperfect that even other people notice." If Saba fell short of perfection at being himself, it wasn't so far short that I could tell the difference from outside.

It is strange and different to see a grandparent die knowing how soon I, or everyone, may follow him. I expect many people reading this to have trouble relating to that thought, so I will not elaborate on it much further, but it is true so I am saying it. Goodbye, Saba, who has gone on before me, and is now beyond the reach of this troubled place if anything really horrible should happen here.

I do not think I want to hear the condolences of anyone who did not know personally know Saba Moshe, Professor Soller. But I want people to know that Moshe Soller was a good grandparent as well as being a great genetics professor, and if he fell short of perfection at being himself he did not do it so blatantly that I could tell the difference. And that is all and will be all, because Saba is done.

[. @playboicurrryy]

cashier: cash or card

me: card

cashier: ok

[Naval Podcast @navalpodcast]

“Don’t look for balance. Feed your (good) obsessions.”

— @naval

[Bryan Johnson @bryan_johnson]

This is it.
Everything learned spending millions on longevity.

From: Your Immortal Unc and Auntie.
To: Our Immortal nieces and nephews.

0. Sleep is the world's most powerful drug.
1. Be in your bed for 8 hours
2. Same bedtime every night, any time before midnight
3. Don’t eat right before bed
4. Calm foods for dinner
5. No screens 1 hour before bed
6. Avoid added sugar (be aware it’s in everything)
7. Avoid all things in an American convenience store
8. Avoid fried foods
9. Shoes off at the door
10. Eat whole foods, particularly veggies fruits nuts legumes berries
11. Walk a little after meals or air squats
12. Get your heart rate high routinely
13. Lift heavy things
14. Stretch daily
15. Water pik, floss, brush, tongue scrape, morning and night
16. Make an effort to drink water
17. Get sunlight when you wake up (UV is low)
18. Protect skin in midday sun
19. Stand up straight
20. See at least one friend once a week
21. Avoid plastic where you can (in all things)
22. Circulate air in rooms
23. When stressed, breathe, learn to calm your body
24. Go to the dentist
25. Avoid sitting for long times
26. Protect your hearing, the world is too loud
27. Alcohol is bad for you
28. Finish coffee before noon
29. Avoid bright lights after sunset
30. If obese, look into a GLP
31. Sleep in a cold room
32. Texting while driving is dangerous
33. Turn off all notifications
34. Limit social media use
35. Don’t smoke anything
36. If you struggle to sleep, read a physical book before bed
37. 1 hour before bed have a calm wind down routine: bath, read, light walk, listen to music
38. The body is a clock and loves routine. Have a daily morning and evening schedule.
39. Avoid long distance travel where you can
40. Baby steps first: incorporate new things slowly
41. Do less… most things don’t work.

Bonus points if you get your blood checked.

Start here, it will change your life.