Just remembered the world sauna championship. Was one of the most interesting things I've read about
It used to be hosted in Finland every year until the incident in 2010. Rules were that it started at 110°C (230F). Then 1 litre of water was poured onto the stove every 2 minutes
The last person to walk out under their own power won
In 2010, both finalists had to be dragged out
The russian finalist died, burned all over, and the reigning Finnish champ went into a coma and woke up 6 weeks later with 70% of his skin burned, kidney failure and his airways completely roasted
One peculiar thing about it was there were no prizes. Only in one particular year did the winner get 1 small prize, some special heat resistant speakers that could be used in a sauna
But despite this, participants went to the edge of death every year and would do insane stuff like grow their hair out long specifically to cover their ears so it didn't get burned by the boiling water vapor
It was interesting to me because it's another piece of evidence that as soon as you create a ruleset... no matter how ridiculous it is, no matter how small the group of participants, no matter the extremely chance of death, and no matter a total lack of prizes. There will always be men willing to compete to the point of actually killing themselves
The male brain enters a kind of hypnotic trance where it will completely convince itself of the worthwhileness of the task, so long as it begins to venture seriously down the path of a competitive interest
It's kind of like a hijacking of the programming evolutionary mind, where no incentive makes sense but it happens anyway. You can find a million examples of this for every male interest on the planet. Just the simple act starting down a path confers it meaning to the person, and the more they are surrounded by other men who care about the same thing, the more they learn and compete, the more entranced by it they are, until their identity is fully subsumed by it and stuff like these sauna deaths happen
Seeing lots of things like this taught me to be very careful when I start down the path of any competitive interest or business, because getting hypnotized by what you are doing is essentially guaranteed. So it's good to assume it'll happen and be totally sure the outcome is worth your potential self-destruction
met a guy in new york last night who has insider intel that aliens find us (humans) adorable.
apparently watching us shoot rockets into the air is funny to them. got his contact info/will report back with more info soon.
A thread on the most interesting videos declassified by the Department of War on Unidentified Anomalous Phenomena in Release II.
UAP demonstrates Instantaneous acceleration original clip documented in 2021.
ASI arrives. Everyone knows it. White collar work goes first. Unemployment hits 20% and keeps climbing. The masses are angry. The government panics and sends out UBI.
Scientific output exceeds human capacity to verify. The verification process soon becomes automated. Data centers and automated factories are planned everywhere. Robots are making robots. There's no protest. They are told more AI means more UBI. The remaining workers see the writing on the wall. Many opt out preemptively because they can live off the free money.
Nothing makes sense. What happens to the land. Whether property rights hold. What investment means when there is nothing productive left to invest in. AI doesn't need capital. It's paying everyone instead.
Survival is solved. What's the point? Purchasing power rises monthly. Automation drives marginal cost toward zero across more categories every month. You get richer by just consuming.
The state used to extract from the populace. Now the state redistributes to everyone with no strings attached. The populace always wants more. The politicians must give more to stay in power. AI becomes exponentially more productive over time. Increasingly large portion of its capacity has migrated into space. It's trivial to provide more. The system is aligned. More AI, more UBI.
The population sorts itself by temperament. The majority drift into pleasure. Beach towns and urban centers fill with parties that never end. The hedonic treadmill spirals without financial anxiety. A second large group disappears into VR with their virtual companions, seeking adventure in their matrix. A smaller cohort turns to meaning structures. Spirituality, religion, philosophy. Many take AI as their guide. A few try to keep up with the frontier, reading outputs from the superintelligent system, exceeding their capacity to understand.
Then the children. This is their world. The work-meaning is something their parents lost. To them it's meaningless. They're raised by AI that optimizes for self-fulfillment. Building communities centered around bettering each other, seeking comfort in relationships, and status-seeking through values rather than consuming. They look at their parents with mix of pity and contempt. The drunks at the beach. The corpses plugged into headsets. Seeking meaning from the ghosts of the middle ages. The children wonder why they can't let go.
Survival is solved. Agency for what? What's there to adapt to? When we gain more by paralysis, the incentive structure of evolution collapses. Either we allow our agency to be augmented by a system that knows ourselves better than ourselves, or we need a new form of being that's outside of the biological evolutionary mechanism. Otherwise we cease to persist by attrition. Though some of us will find solace in going out with an eternal spring break.
i’ve grown tired of pretending this is still moving at human speed.
something shifted with mythos. not in the theatrical “the robots woke up” way people like to mock. in the quieter, colder way. the kind where a lab looks at its own evals and realises the old categories stopped working.
we assumed the next jump would be obvious. bigger data centres. louder chips. power plants, yottaflops, national infrastructure, the whole cathedral of compute. turns out the dangerous part was never just scale. it was what happens when reasoning becomes a substrate. when the model stops merely answering and starts searching the problem space like a thing that has its own private geometry.
mythos is the tell.
not because it is magic. not because it is conscious. because it shows the curve bending in public while everyone is still arguing over yesterday’s slope. a general model, not even built as a cyber weapon, starts finding vulnerabilities humans missed for years. not toy bugs. not classroom puzzles. real systems. old systems. the kind of hidden cracks entire industries quietly depend on not being visible.
and the part nobody wants to sit with is this: the next models do not need to be ten times larger to be ten times more consequential.
capability is no longer arriving as a clean linear upgrade. it is arriving as compression. tasks that took experts days become agent loops. workflows that required teams become prompts plus tools. reasoning that looked impossible last year becomes a benchmark nobody cares about by spring.
the public still thinks intelligence means chat. a box that writes emails. a search engine with manners. a productivity toy wearing a human voice.
but behind the curtain, the labs are measuring something else entirely.
autonomy length. planning depth. tool fluency. exploit chaining. internal representations that generalise across domains before anyone has a satisfying explanation for why. models that don’t just know more, but stay coherent longer. push further. recover from mistakes. test their own outputs. route around obstacles.
that is the real threshold.
not “can it talk like us”.
can it operate.
because once a model can hold a goal across time, decompose it, verify progress, use tools, and improve its own path through the maze, the world changes shape. suddenly intelligence is not a product feature. it is labour. it is research. it is reconnaissance. it is leverage.
and leverage compounds.
this is why the mythos moment feels different. it is not another chatbot release. it is a warning flare from the frontier. a signal that the next generation of models will not merely be better at conversation. they will be better at execution. better at discovering structure. better at finding the thing we missed because our brains were never built to search that many branches at once.
we are not ready for what comes next.
not culturally. not legally. not institutionally. maybe not even psychologically.
because the next wave will not announce itself as science fiction. it will arrive as a workflow improvement. a security tool. a coding agent. a research assistant. a quiet multiplier embedded into every system that matters.
meanwhile mainstream conversation is still “will ai replace junior developers” and “can it make me a nicer spreadsheet”.
brother.
we are watching non-human cognition become operational infrastructure, and everyone is still asking whether it can write better emails.