There is no excuse not to. I was catastrophically injured in an accident and became quadriplegic and ventilator-dependent. I was life-flighted to Colorado for acute SCI rehab for four months. I got home by air ambulance less than two weeks before the 2020 Presidential Election. In that time, my girlfriend and I got married, renovated my house, set up complex respiratory equipment and the rest of my critical medical supplies, and basically worked 24/7 to meet my incredibly demanding needs. Getting up into a wheelchair is very difficult, especially so early after an injury. We did not have an accessible vehicle. But I wanted to vote.
In the bitter Minnesota winter, we drove my wheelchair all the way to the voting facility. When we got there, the church staff realized the voting area was not accessible, but they made it happen. They got permission to squeeze me into a staff elevator and somehow got me to the voting room. Since I am paralyzed from the shoulders down, my wife cast my vote. So, within months of a debilitating injury, paralyzed, on a ventilator, without a vehicle, having been home for less than two weeks, without medical experience, in the dead of winter, in a facility we were unfamiliar with...I voted. On a paper ballot, on election day, in person.
I realize the Democrats would like to use me as their token disabled person, to further their election-stealing agenda, and they would like to use my wife as their token minority immigrant who apparently can't get an ID. But they have absolutely no concern for us. They don't speak for the disabled, or for anyone else. If I can vote the old-fashioned way, so can you. So can they.
It’s the small, unscripted moments that tell you everything you need to know about a person's true character.
Watch closely in the video as Elon Musk is walking and talking strategy. Without missing a single beat or interrupting the flow of the conversation, he immediately reaches over to carry the heavy bag for the woman walking beside him so she can walk more comfortably.
No cameras staged for a PR stunt. No security guards stepping in to handle it. Just a completely natural, gentlemanly instinct to help out a colleague on the move.
You can judge a leader by their massive corporate milestones, but true respect is earned by how they treat the people right next to them in the everyday moments.
- @MuskVisionHub01
I talk a lot about being raised in the 60s and 70s because it’s important.
It was a world where:
Families didn't break up over politics.
Actors didn't tell us who to vote for.
Movies and TV shows didn't try to depress us about our lives.
Cartoons didn't try to turn us gay.
We never heard the n-word or f-bombs coming out of our radios.
I could ride public transportation without worrying about being kidnapped by pedophiles.
I could go to school without getting jumped.
Nobody told us what words we were allowed to say.
There were no TRANS kids.
Nobody told you their pronouns.
A man was a man, a woman was a woman, and nobody pretended otherwise.
Nobody lost their job or their home or their family or their friends for merely stating biological facts.
We respected cops, teachers, and the flag.
We celebrated CHRISTMAS, not Kwanzaa.
Nobody was "offended" by EVERYTHING.
If anybody WAS offended by something, it was THEIR PERSONAL PROBLEM, not a national crisis.
Call me old-fashioned and outdated but I really miss those days.
So God, if you're listening, this is my prayer:
Take us back to the good old days of American civility, PLEASE.
AMEN.
@farzyness@EmmetPeppers@DavidCarbutt_ Good job Farzad! Your new nickname should be Hollyzad, 'cause this is better than the crap coming out of Hollywood these days.
Here it is! Trailer coming up on 1 million views! Here’s the FULL uncut story
Greatest rescue mission in 50 years!
Thanks to @farzyness@DavidCarbutt_
What other recent operation deserves this kind of cinematic treatment?
My name is William Michael Holte.
I’m AMERICAN, not AFRICAN-American.
So I don’t wear braids, two-strand twists, cornrows, or locs.
I don’t wear Kente cloth.
I don’t smoke weed or smell like it.
I don’t use the N-word.
I don’t celebrate Kwanzaa — I celebrate Christmas.
I don’t celebrate Juneteenth — I celebrate Independence Day.
I don’t listen to rap — I enjoy classical music.
I don’t wear my pants down under my butt.
I don't wear du-rags.
I don't pretend “We wuz kings,” or push fake ancient African empires.
I don’t blast music with the windows down.
I don’t eat soul food.
I don��t speak in AAVE or Ebonics.
I don’t demand reparations.
I don’t walk around with a permanent victim complex.
And, like the vast majority of fake 'African-Americans' in this country, I don't have any desire to go back to or live in Africa.
I'm Team AMERICA, ride or die.
Who’s with me on that?
We should federally tax Tokens at the Provider level.
Not a lot. Less than 50c per million tokens.
It will accomplish 4 things (at least )
1. It will push the big AI players to optimize tokenization, caching , routing and localization
Which will
2. Reduce energy usage. Saving them in energy costs more than what they paid in tax and reducing strain created by the growth in energy consumption
Which will
3. Generate maybe 10 billion dollars a year to start, but over the next ten years could grow 30x to 100x
Which will
4. Create a source of funding to pay down the federal debt or deploy, in response to the things AI brings that we don’t expect or don’t like
At some point the models will pass it on to customers. Of course. That’s ok. Customers will have the ability to choose between providers. Or to do everything using open source models locally.
Thoughts ?
After a car accident left her paralyzed from the neck down, Audrey didn’t think she would be able to draw or paint again.
20 years later, she became the first female participant in our clinical trials. Now, she uses her brain-computer interface to create art with her mind.
@Reuters Hmm, hey @robotaxi , is there any data showing how many Robotaxi rides this Reuters reporter took? I'm curious if he had some other rides that he did not report about.