@idmpredator the infinite subspace in both cases are _information_
library used to be where all information coalesced
now it is in the office space, where humans interact with computers
before; humans got lost reading in the library
today; humans get lost browsing the web at work
@t848m0 That guy is abysmal, no instinct at all
“Lots of good, honest white British lads have been frozen out of opportunities, I’ll recruit amongst them”
There, that’s how you do it
bind -x '"\ey": "pbcopy < <(echo -n ${READLINE_LINE})"'
finally a way to make \m-y copy a command line from macos terminal
gemini just kept giving the wrong solutions
@AnthropicAI "Let's have the cosmic horror spawn write all our code for us, what could go wrong?"
*** 8x as much code ***
"Look, code productivity is increasing at a geometric rate!"
@C_S_Skeptic They could claim the rules changes that allowed SpaceX in the index causes undue risk
Just make a statement you will treat SpaceX by the old rules, and it will be difficult to get sued
@PstafarianPrice he's likely living in japan
some of the references he makes are hard to make without a couple of decades living there
however the feel of his account / profile and things he focuses on are definitely american/canadian
likely JLPT N2 level person
"Call it off? I will not. I will see his blood for this."
"Sir... Malcolm... you misunderstand. My grandson meant no —"
"Oh, I think I know full well what he meant. From the words he used, it was full and abundant clear exactly what he meant. And on tomorrow's dawn, I intend to feed him those ill-chosen words, along with two feet of steel."
"Please, for your own sake... my grandson has practiced the blade for over a thousand —"
"Oh, sing me no songs of mystical prowess. I've heard them, note for note, and I know what passes for training among your nobility. Willow switches and padded doublets and honeyed wine between rounds. I've ended older lives than his, when our nations warred."
"Well, then, for my sake..."
"Lady, do not presume upon our brief acquaintance. I like you well, I will not deny it. But my honor is mine own to keep."
"But my grandson did not even speak to you! Not until you struck him! And challenged him to your ridiculous ... duel ! It was I that he spoke to!"
"And I heard what he said. Disgusting. An act of perversion. As if I were an animal. A pig. A horse. A dog. Your act. Your fault. As if I were a thing with no will, a thing beneath his notice, beneath your..."
"Malcolm, stop. Please. You do not understand. I do not think you a... we do not think of you as beasts, or animals, or lowly things.
"Do you think I would lay down with one I thought to be nothing but an animal? Would go to your arms so eagerly? With joy?
"Are you so hot-blooded, so ruled by impulse, so quick to take insult, that you cannot see that my grandson sought only to protect you? Do you not understand that it was I? I who, in a moment of weakness, of loneliness... that I did a wicked thing?"
"Protecting me? From you? What are you talking about?"
"Do you truly not understand what we see when we look upon you? You are not monsters, or animals, or dumb beasts bereft of reason. You have wisdom, and craft, and virtue in you... but..."
"But?"
"... but you have no time. You are like children who cannot grow. It breaks our hearts."
"Wait, are you saying.... that ....?"
"What would you say, to one of your own, who took advantage of a child?"
"Lady... I a man of five and thirty."
"Yes. Precisely. You are only thirty-five years old. And I am... I am ashamed of myself."