People are unlikely to respect a leader if they believe the leader’s judgment is inferior to their own. In many fields, the ability to solve harder problems is one of the strongest signals of superior judgment.
crazy how the fate of the free world is being steered by terminally online schizoids at home in their pj's high on drugs and so deep into an AI psychosis rabbit hole thinking they are communing with a machine god that they actually become a national security risk
“There is no female Mozart because there is no female Jack the Ripper.” Paglia talks about how women don’t have to prove herself in order feel sense of worth due to our ability to grow life, while many men are driven by an intensity of alienation from nature and a need to assert form against it. She argues how in this way, artistic and scientific pursuits are a form of fetishism, perverted male intelligence, compensatory obsession that leads to extremes. She contrasts this with women, who, as life-bearing, remain more continuous with nature and therefore not compelled toward obsessive overproduction. But what if there was a distinctly female form of creative urgency, not a stemming from compensation, but direct transmission? If women are more receptive by nature, wouldn’t that receptivity allow for a different kind of creation: less driven by anxiety, and more by a sense of attunement, insight, or even duty to the collective to express what is perceived?
Think of yourself as an LLM.
Every social interaction, every meeting, burns your tokens.
Unless someone is a paid subscriber to your attention, you are under no obligation to answer low-quality prompts.
Je n’avais jamais vu ça avant…
Un “téléphone du vent”.
J’ai découvert ça sur Instagram il y a quelques jours et je trouve l’idée incroyablement touchante.
À l’origine, ce concept viendrait du Japon.
Il s’agit d’un vieux téléphone installé en pleine nature… mais il n’est relié à rien.
Les gens s’y rendent pour parler à quelqu’un qu’ils ont perdu.
Un parent. Un ami. Un amour. Quelqu’un qui leur manque encore.
Le téléphone ne fonctionne pas vraiment.
Personne ne répond.
Mais parfois, le deuil a simplement besoin d’un endroit où aller.
Parfois, l’amour a encore besoin de parler.
Et je trouve ça profondément beau.
On passe tellement de temps à faire semblant d’aller bien.
À rester fort.
À continuer d’avancer coûte que coûte.
Alors qu’au fond, manquer à quelqu’un est normal.
Continuer à lui parler dans sa tête est normal aussi.
Et quelque part, au milieu du vent…
ce vieux téléphone rappelle doucement aux gens qu’ils n’ont pas à avoir honte de leur douleur.
Franchement, je trouve ça magnifique.
Via Anonymes Dla Night
Major cheat code for life: The ability to reset fast. You can start over at 10am, 2pm, or 6:30 at night. Zero reason to let one bad hour carry into the rest of your day. You can’t control what hits you. But you can control how long you sit in it.
Resilience is a superpower.