@internetvin There will be six matches played in the city, spread across 20 days. You will lose between $60,000–$200,000 during the World Cup, depending on how you count it.
In America, a stranger will rename you in a single breath, and you are simply expected to come when called.
I went to eat at a busy restaurant. A young man at the front asked for my name, to mark my place in line. I gave it the weight it has carried for eight hundred years.
"Nobunaga."
He smiled, nodded, and wrote it down with great confidence. Then he read it back to me, to be sure he had honored it correctly.
"Perfect. Banana, party of one."
Banana. He had heard my name, held it a moment, and returned to me something rounder and more cheerful. To refuse the name a host gives is to refuse his welcome. I bowed. I was Banana now.
Then he handed me a small black disc, said it would "light up and buzz" when my table was ready, and turned to the next guest as though he had not just placed a living thing in my hands.
I held it in both palms, the way one holds a small sleeping beast that may wake. I found a place to stand. I waited, ready.
It woke.
It screamed. It flashed red. It leapt and shook in my hands like a captured spirit demanding release. A lesser man would have dropped it. I did not. I gripped it, steady, looked into its blinking lights, and told it, in a low voice, that its time had come. Then I carried it back to the host with both hands, the way one returns a hawk to its master.
He took it without looking and shouted across the entire room.
"BANANA! Party of one, your table's ready!"
A hundred strangers turned. I rose. I crossed that floor as Banana, spine straight, chin level, a man answering to his name. A child pointed at me. I gave the child a small bow. He had recognized me.
All through the meal they kept me. "How's it tasting, Banana?" "More water, Banana?" The check, when it came, said Banana, and thanked me for visiting. By the end the whole staff knew me. They waved as I left. "Night, Banana!"
So tell me honestly.
For eight hundred years my clan answered to one name. Tonight I answered to a fruit, calmed a screaming relic in my bare hands, and ate among people who were glad I came.
When the little disc lights up, is the table truly mine, or am I only keeping it warm for the next Banana?
Because I have already decided to return on Friday, and to ask, very humbly, for the same disc.
@romanhelmetguy Remove deadlift, 50m swim, and the bike. Two new events:
Precision: skeet shooting, stone skipping.
Then a gender-based event:
Males: arm wrestling tournament.
Females: balance beam.
@GarrettPetersen@dhaaruni@FeralPHunter A related issue to this is professionals who get offended—genuinely offended—by texts & emails sent outside of business hours.
@donnelly_b No, which is why it’s not a real price. It’s just a tax; and like any tax, it will be subject to lobbying and politicking.
And like all other government monopolized services, there is no objective metric to judge whether the traffic throughput is too much or too little.
Elon wants a line capable of producing 1M Optimus robots per year by 2027. Figure wants another 100,000 humanoids in the market by 2029. Unitree and the other Chinese firms might outproduce them both.
That’s exciting. But I’ll be disappointed if all these robots can do is fold laundry and move boxes around warehouses.
I want humanoids on construction sites.
I really want humanoid masons.
To get there, robotics labs need the right training data. And to capture that data, construction workers need the right equipment.
We’re building smart safety glasses to help.
Check ’em out: https://t.co/ysknXKh00z
@GarrettPetersen@xwanyex Can’t you just give it access to your current credit usage rate, plus historical data, and then let it infer a timeline that way?
@fchollet Mathematics can only describe what *is*: is equal to, is greater than, is a function of, etc.
But an actual theory needs to distinguish cause from effect; or alternatively, give non-trivial reasons as to *why* something is. This requires verbs beyond conjugations of “to be.”
@romanhelmetguy 1. ‘Monopoly’ & ‘industry’ are arbitrary. You have a monopoly on the “Roman Helmet Guy tweets” industry. You gotta be good to get & stay big.
2. If by “Africa” you mean active war zones—that isn’t a libertarian utopia. But statelessness can be improvement: https://t.co/GAAOq8S06s