@Actualwebutante That was the only guy who ever did it, and it was only a few times. I mostly had decent experiences with everybody. There was a shelter a block or so off campus, so it wasn’t unusual to see folks after their 48 hours was up.
@anielizarmly I don’t know what Burger King does differently, but impossible burgers at home definitely taste less like meat. Still close enough to scratch that itch, but not so close to make you question it. Throw a couple pieces of the Morningstar bacon on there and it’s pretty good!
One of my favorite paradoxes in life is that being afraid to look like an idiot is what makes you an idiot in the end.
We all start off as idiots, but the only way out is to make it through that stage by looking like an idiot but not caring enough to stop trying.
@Ruesavatar “Would” seems more like an obvious sex joke.
“Could” would sound more like it simply pointing out a size difference, but also potentially a sex joke.
This was also the frustrating but really cool thing about studying philosophy. You could come up with what seemed like a really unique argument only to have your professor explain that Kant said the same thing, but way better, like 300 years ago.
there are people who have load-bearing beliefs about human intelligence generally and their intelligence specifically that increasing AI capabilities render increasingly obviously fake, and they are not going to have a good time. the truth is that the vast majority of what we call thinking is also just regurgitating or recombining thoughts we've seen already, what frontier models can already do is simply not that different from what we do nearly all the time. your highly original thoughts that demonstrate the depth and breadth of your soul are mostly warmed-over reheated leftovers of leftovers of thoughts that were first articulated centuries if not millennia ago. this is completely fine and ordinary and not a problem, unless you were basing your ego defenses on this very popular but largely fake misunderstanding of what thoughts are and where they come from. you cannot own a thought. they were never yours to accrete your sense of self around. they are farts that gently pass through the butthole of your mind, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing