Imagine A Miles Edgeworth Who Inherited Absolutely Nothing From His Dad Except NNGHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGH

"If you use em dash in your works, it makes them look AI generated. No real human uses em dash."

Imaging thinking actual human writers are Not Real because they use... professional writing in their works.

Imagine thinking millions of people who have been using em dash way before AI becomes a thing are all robots.

REBLOG IF YOU'RE A HUMAN AND YOU USE EM DASH

I BEAT THE PATH OF PAIN (YESTERDAY)

“The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business!”

FRANZISKA IS THAT YOU???

squints in ace attorney

ed zitron, a tech beat reporter, wrote an article about a recent paper that came out from goldman-sachs calling AI, in nicer terms, a grift. it is a really interesting article; hearing criticism from people who are not ignorant of the tech and have no reason to mince words is refreshing. it also brings up points and asks the right questions:

if AI is going to be a trillion dollar investment, what trillion dollar problem is it solving?

what does it mean when people say that AI will "get better"? what does that look like and how would it even be achieved? the article makes a point to debunk talking points about how all tech is misunderstood at first by pointing out that the tech it gets compared to the most, the internet and smartphones, were both created over the course of decades with roadmaps and clear goals. AI does not have this.

the american power grid straight up cannot handle the load required to run AI because it has not been meaningfully developed in decades. how are they going to overcome this hurdle (they aren't)?

people who are losing their jobs to this tech aren't being "replaced". they're just getting a taste of how little their managers care about their craft and how little they think of their consumer base. ai is not capable of replacing humans and there's no indication they ever will because...

all of these models use the same training data so now they're all giving the same wrong answers in the same voice. without massive and i mean EXPONENTIALLY MASSIVE troves of data to work with, they are pretty much as a standstill for any innovation they're imagining in their heads

I'm gonna tell my kids this was Sunrise On the Reaping

Explaining narumitsu to my partner

i’d love to see someone write this, i’d do it myself if i had the skills to hhhh

SOTR/THG Fanfiction Idea:

Haymitch succeeded in pushing everyone away after the incident with his family, worried he'd put his friend's lives in danger. Not even able to tell them why he's pushing them away, and watching everyone slowly leave his side. Finally content (and so very lonely) about how they can't be hurt because of him. He thinks he made the right decision.

A year passes, and he goes on with life begrudgingly, learning how to be a mentor, so he can at least try to give these kids (most of which are around HIS age if not his age) a fighting chance. Working sponsorships, galas, etc. Crumbling at his first lost tributes. Knowing he'll be doing this every year unless he gets a victor and trying to cope with it.

Then another year later, it's his birthday again. But someone must truly hate him. For it's Burdock Everdeen's name that gets picked for the games while he's 18 (his last chance of even being able to be picked) alongside a girl, and Haymitch is now forced to mentor his ex-best friend and get him through the arena, working under the Capitol's gaze. All the while still learning how to be a mentor period. (and feel the everlasting guilt that he didn't push Burdock far enough and he got picked because of Haymitch - Whether or not this is true).

A friendship reunion except it's in a way literally no one asked for.

remember that nothing’s in isolation. we are all shaped by others, and will shape others in our lifetimes. you aren’t alone ^^

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver