Wait, so the founder of Anthropic is "Amodei," as in "loves god"?
And he leads Anthropic, meaning "human-centered," which is being used in military strikes?
And the creator of ChatGPT is "Altman," as in "an alternative to humans"?
And he leads OpenAI, which is completely closed?
And then there's "Gemini," meaning "two-faced," from a company that promised to do no evil?
And the whole global AI arms race is being driven by people who claimed to be worried about AGI taking over the world?
Either the universe is an extremely cliché writer, or has a brilliant sense of humor
THREAD. A running list of sculpture we want to remake or carve in stone for the first time. This is not about the “top sculpture” or necessarily the most famous sculpture but objects we have a particular interest in making at Monumental Labs.
1/ The Greek Slave by Hiram Powers. The most famous American sculpture of the 19th C. It was the first fully nude life sized sculpture exhibited publicly in the US and became a media sensation. The narrative of a chaste Christian woman’s enslavement was crucial to its acceptance. It later became symbolically important to the abolitionist movement.
Five life-sized copies were made in marble from the original model, as was typical at the time, commissioned by patrons and carved by Powers’ studio in Italy, They today reside in England, New Haven, Brooklyn, Newark, and Washington DC. They are subtly different and of varying quality. Hundreds of busts and miniatures were also created and sold.
It is The Greek Slave’s place in American history and 19th C. studio practice that makes creating a new copy so appealing. The West Coast needs their first to boot. It would be fitting that the sixth version be a collaboration of robots and humans, and every bit as good as the Italian-carved versions. That’s the challenge we want to take on at least.
Likewise, the future of sculpture could be highly ornate objects for collectors and low-fi forms for architecture, cheap enough to adorn almost every building.
🚨 TRUMP IN TALKS TO NATIONALIZE AI LABS
>“american public essentially becomes a partner with the ai companies”
>openai. anthropic. spacex
>“i have spoken to ALL of them”
>“they’re all coming to the white house next week”
>reporter: “bernie sanders proposed 50% public-private partnership”
>trump: “we’re not that far apart”
ITS HAPPENING
I don't believe this for a second. It's never been true in my lifetime.
"The national security enterprise will never develop or deploy AI to censor free speech, embed ideological bias, or conduct unlawful surveillance against the American people."
MORGAN STANLEY TO ALLOW HOUSE PETS TO BUY SPACE X IPO SAYS OPEN ACCOUNT IN PETS NAME FUND ACCOUNT AND BUY SHARES 50 DOLLAR MINIMUM EXCEPT FOR RETRIEVERS RETRIEVERS MUST HAVE MINIMUM 1K DOLLARS
hearing from my friends who are....very much not high net worth individuals and live in the middle of the country...that their brokers are "allowing them" allocation in spacex
If you knew how many billionaires have one foot and two toes out of the US you would be shocked. And then you would be mad at the billionaires. Instead of seeing them for what they are. Leading indicators. Doing what you would do if you had their info and their options.
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.
None of you are self-aware. You are howling narcissists. This woman starts this video off by listing her personality type, attachment style, horoscope, as if borrowed categories add up to a self. You think about yourselves too much and have mistaken it for introspection.