Posts Tagged ‘reality

02
Nov
24

Human Imagination Is Responsible for AI Crisis

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It’s been said that technology first appearing in a Star-Trek TV show is gradually being made a reality. What was once science fiction is becoming real.

I think the same may be to blame for what I consider an AI threat/crisis. Where did this notion for a computer that answers everything for us originate? Well, just look at the cartoons and other colorful TV shows I watched in my youth. What do the heroes do when they don’t know their next step?…they consult some “super” computer for a ridiculous solution.

[How many times does the “brilliant” Batman slight Robin and turn to the Batcomputer for help? Even Superman and Wonder Woman suggest using a supercomputer in the animated Super Friends and in the 70s Wonder Woman TV show, respectively.]

Boom.

AI is born and gradually running amok, because, even in an “immature” cartoon, humans (and superhumans alike) forfeit use of their own minds to let a machine do the task.

[In ancient-Greek-myth-and-legend terms, isn’t that the sort of thing that would eventually upset the gods?…not using your head?…even if creating the object that “does the thinking” seems like an intelligent effort. Wasn’t Odysseus heralded for using his head?…while Sisyphus was punished eternally for how he used his to “cheat.”]

What was it my old teachers used to say about calculators?

Exactly.

Now, if only I could explain another critical crisis this world is facing. It involves the perpetual pressure and temptation to have something you currently do not. It comes in music (particularly rap and hip-hop music) that speaks of riches and ease of dealing with women and in ads for phones/phone plans and insurance which always seems to have something you currently do not have yet should want. Some would say this is just how an economy is maintained, and, to those fools, I say I will beat you senseless (if you aren’t already).

20
Dec
21

Cynicism Alert: The Theory of Everything

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You know, Albert Einstein lost his life pursuing the theory of everything. How foolish was that?

Well, to make it up to him, I think I am onto something.

Here is MY cynical outlook/summation of what seems to be the human existence/universe.

It’s pretty swag in a dumb, F’d-up bag.

Or, in mathematical terms: Swag to the power of pretty equals F’d-up everything.

If you look closely enough at what you are bombarded with on a regular basis, it’s often put in a rather colorful, occasionally appealing package. Yet, so much of what we experience in this life ends up being really, really senseless…just plain stupid.

And, it just takes a fairly simple yet elaborately illustrated computer/video game to make it all come into focus. You can try my current axe-of-stupidity-to-grind, Rocket League or one of the many matching/searching games made by a company known as G5. Give one of those a few hours of your time and energy, and maybe you will have the same epiphany I have.

If only Albert Einstein could have done the same.

Well, Al, problem solved. Rest in peace.

04
Jun
21

Global Equality and Happiness; Philosophical Meandering, June 4, 2021

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I caught something on TV the other day about Elon Musk’s girlfriend? promoting a form of communism.  She said something about eliminating work, using more AI to run the planet and everyone benefitting from this shift.  And, someone responded by saying they could see some logic in the young woman’s presentation.  [Though I couldn’t help raising an eyebrow to the markings on her face (pre-surgery, I presume) and wonder what in state her mind actually was.  When you’re prepping for surgery, your mind can say and do strange things.]

This wasn’t the only stimulus for today’s pondering (or meandering).

I’ve been bombarded with so many thoughts in the past few days, some of which have sparked ideas for rants that never took shape.  I’ve also been feeling exceptionally distressed and depressed for no particular/new reason.  

Now then…

Can you imagine a world in which no one has a job or requirement to pay taxes and such and can simply live off the land as everyone pleases?  I’ve seen something close to that on certain versions of Star Trek.  And, sure, we forget some of the details of “reality” when watching just about any movie, TV show or, the current trend, online videos which could be uploaded by just about anyone for any reason and altered with a variety of computer/video tools (to mess with our heads).  But, is such a world possible?  That’s, essentially, my question.  And, feel free to contribute your thoughts below.

While I aspire and long for such a world, I have lingering doubts it could ever exist.  And, I will tell you why in a minute.

The longer I live, the angrier I get at humanity as a whole.  I know it’s not good to throw all your apples in one basket.  There ARE good apples…as well as bad ones.  But, it’s difficult to sort them out and getting more difficult each day.  Just when you think you have a good apple, something crazy and/or disappointing happens.  And, there are a number of possible reasons/influences for this.  [But, I won’t overload your brain with those, now.]  But, bad apples spoil the bunch and make life miserable for everyone, including themselves once they hit a discouraging dead end, a point when all the gold in the world isn’t making them happy, whether they admit it or not.  Or, they just die and hand over the wealth to the next generation of entitled fools.

Actually, that ties into what I’m about to say.  

Why is a peaceful world enjoyed by all, equally, so impossible to achieve?  And, why are all our efforts to achieve…well…anything “good” in vain?  Because there will always be a “sense of entitlement” or some other variation of that phrase that drives certain people to be less charitable than others.  At least, I don’t see how it can change for the better.  

You’ve probably seen some of this in movies, too.  Someone comes up with a solution for the fossil-fuel problem, and, whether or not it becomes public knowledge, someone in a high seat swoops down on the invention to “capitalize” it.  One minute, you’ve got fresh air for everyone; the next, the air is being bottled and sold at your “convenience.”  It’s not convenient to turn the world into one big outlet store.  It’s not convenient to slash a price from $400 to $40 when the item isn’t worth anything other than what humans stamp on it, when the item is available to all if we’d let it be.

Right now, bottled water is all the rage.  Every cotton-picking flavor and type imaginable is being advertised.  And, everyone has their gimmick to sell it.  SELLING WATER.  Isn’t that the beginning of the end?  Isn’t that one step from The Lorax?  Come on, people!  Wise up!

The world is perpetually one step away from a Moonlight Madness Sale.  Someone presents a crisis or craze, and the sheep, cattle, dogs, rodents…all of them go running in all directions, trying to get a piece of the action.  Someone shouts fire or virus, and people panic.  Someone shouts FREE ___!  And, people rush to get the bargain or catch the T-shirt or jump through flaming hoops to get a prize which requires some paperwork and payment of taxes. 

THIS is sharing?  Well, you might say, “Nooo.  That’s not it.  That’s not the level of equality we can yet reach.”  But, I think it is.  I think those without the status and power to delegate and trickle down the benefits from their high seats are always going to be chasing and wasting and competing with others, regardless of their status.  And, even those “at the top” surely have their competitions for “more” and some false sense of security.  Because, let’s be honest, does ANYONE really feel anymore secure than they can justify with some artificial support?  Doesn’t everyone boast some nest egg or financial support system of some kind to secure their status, their lifestyle, whether you are a welfare case or living at Park Place?

Now, you might be of the mindset that you are a good person.  But, how good are you in that mob scene at the big sale on some holiday weekend?  What are you doing there if not running with the bulls to get a rare bargain?  What do you have to experience to be reduced to the mentality of something like The Hunger Games?

If you take a long, hard look at yourself, you might find a darker shade to your light.  I’ve seen it, myself.  I try to be a good guy.  But, there are moments…  And, I cannot guarantee something wouldn’t eventually turn me. 

But, if you DO take that long, hard look…and you only see good…well, either you are full of yourself (and something soft and brown and smelly) or you are one lucky individual.  Well, luck is subject to opinion and definition and could just be the enemy of the ego…but…

So, how can the world ever be free of its current state of quarreling rights and economies if we all cannot part with our “status” and “entitlement” and share the world’s resources? 

And, by share, I don’t been buying shares of a company.  I don’t mean sharing the burden by paying more fees and taxes to have some of what the other guy has.  I don’t mean renting the services and resources we need the rest of our lives just to slave away to feed some higher, wealthier ego and then listen to the praises of said ego and his wealthy status. 

Oh, please, sir, tell me more of your mansions and car collection and plans for universal domination.  NOT!

Here’s today’s philosophical metaphor for ya.

If you had a big, frosted cake and had enough for everyone in the world, would you divide it evenly and be satisfied?  Or, would you–even for a second–think you should stash away more of that cake for yourself and divide the remainder among the rest of the world?  Could you be content with your own equal-size piece?

But, here’s my cynical, skeptical kicker, right below that.  If someone told you they were giving you a piece of the cake everyone is sharing equally, would you believe they were giving you your fair share?  See.  That’s another problem…or shade of the same problem.  Trust.  There is very little trust in the world.  And, those who DO trust too often get swindled.  I’ve been swindled quite a bit, and it has made me so bitter; my own obtuse family gets tired of me.

Yet, it’s possible someone could offer you your fair share and be holding out on you.  But, how would you know?  And, how would you verify…anything?

Now, you see?   You see why I cannot take my heavy egg-shaped head off my tense fist and rigidly bent knee.  

If you need me, I’ll be on the stump…er, toilet…ridding myself of today’s crap.  ‘Got any Thought Paper?

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26
Aug
20

Love and Hate, BB USA Quarantine All-Stars 2020

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IT’S THAT TIME, AGAIN!  My “reality TV crutch,” much like the one Christmas needed to get through her first season.  Yes, I said her first season.  And, despite the ANNOYING details most of this year’s competitors bring to the round table, I am rooting for Christmas to win the whole sha-bang.

What am I talking about?  Does anyone who uses this blog site really care?  Maybe if you’re based in California and are wherever they rope these people into game shows like they were members of the LOST cast and can’t get off the damn island!

I’m talking about the USA version of Big Brother; which, this year, is an “All-Stars” year…

[If you’re a fan, feel free to read along.  If you’re clueless or just interested, save your eyesight.]

…And, it makes me HATE the show I can’t help LOVING because of the wacky interior decoration and some really creative competitions.   Those are really the main two reasons I even bother with the show.  It’s about seeing what people do to decorate the place, which I wonder if any competitor really appreciates.  [They never say anything beyond some comment about the squirrel population or the vomiting monster that never seems to go away.]

If you haven’t read my older posts about the show, I started watching way back when it first started.  I STOPPED watching when they had an All-Stars competition with some people I already detested.  I came back…I cannot even remember when…when, I think, I saw some competition that really excited me.  Maybe it was the first comic book competition.  And, I have been giving it a “trial second marriage.”  But, it keeps…testing…me!  There is something extra stupid and wrong with the whole setup.

They’ve really beefed up the stupid.  Forget surpassing every previous year by rearranging rooms and featuring new risks.  Forget the old-school systems of alliances and show-mances.  If these wealthy, world-traveling, internet-blasted idiots are going to play those old hands, they are…well, I said it, already.  Let me break my geeky thoughts down for you…

  1.  Many of the competitors are “living the good life” with a life partner, with or without kids.  They supposedly are doing well financially, looking as glamorous as they can be and HAPPY with their relationships.  WHY THE F’ ARE YOU COMING BACK TO THIS COMPETITION WHERE YOU ARE TREATED LIKE SINGLE MORONS TRYING TO FIND A SOCIAL LIFE ON TV??!?!?  [I think even Julie Chen is lost for words; I get the feeling there is much she would like to say to these people, after ALL the years she has hosted this hot mess, yet is forced…and I mean forced…to process every episode to the letter, when the people she must work with cannot even cooperate.  I FEEL BAD FOR YOU, JULIE!  YOU’RE STILL AWESOME…BUT THIS IS GETTING TRULY STUPID.  If you’re in a “good relationship,” if you come into the house wearing a ring, there is little to no social game to play.  There is no show-mance.  If you’re a WHITE guy and half decent at socializing, you might find a bro-mance.  But, I still have my doubts.  Take the social, emotional relationship conflict out of the game, and you’re left with competitions; you’re left with an Olympic games of quarantine stupidity.
  2. HATE THEM!  I’m just going to come right out and peg them for what they are.  Nicole F. (we have to be specific because they were dumb enough to bring TWO Nicoles into an All-Stars competition) has played, lost, won, been on another reality-TV game show, seen much of the world and is dumb enough to come back for another season.  She needs to go home and make sure her life is on track; my prediction is she will NOT win but come back many more times because she is LOST…like Hurley lost.  Ian is another winner and enough nervous energy to make my skin crawl.  He is like me at my social worst combined with my early teen ego, thinking I’m the smartest person in the room.  I would feel 2 percent sympathy for him and spend as much time away from him, Nicole F. and the flamboyant one as one could in this situation.  Cody…I knew from the first MINUTE he was on camera, I couldn’t stand him.  He paired up with a smart cop, and, yes, that cop secured his wimpy dog butt to the finals; he is going to be struggling on his own all “summer.”  And, I am going to have to ignore him, again, if I bother to watch more of this.  I could not STAND Da’Vonne the first time I saw her; I don’t need a second helping.  She supposedly pairs up with the lovely but wacko Bayleigh–another person supposedly happily employed and married–and I can’t help smelling trainwreck.  I am sure “Swaggy C” is shaking his head, already.  I know black folks “have to stick together”–just like guys from Brooklyn or ‘Jersey feel the need to stay “friends–but there is no way two black women with explosive mouths, pairing up on a white-male-dominated game show have AAAAANY chance of surviving this game beyond…let’s predict midway, at best.  ONE of them is going home before the other, if she’s lucky, makes jury.   Which brings me to…
  3. Racism continues to be an underlying layer.  EVERY season I have watched, the game is dominated by beefy, dumb-ass white guys who sound like they’ve been holed up in some witness-protection camp.  They come in, flashing muscles and smiles, wearing the skimpiest workout attire, assert some false sense of friendship and then go huddle up in some room to make alliances, like a pack of stray dogs trying to figure out where they will get their next meal.  But, there is HOPE.  Or, maybe it’s a CBS ploy to instill hope?  The “comp beast” Tyler, who got one of the prettiest girls on the show to marry him somehow…who, as he says, “wrote too many checks” he could not cash…supposedly wants to support David, the fool who was the first to go last year, due to a STUPID “hot, new opening competition” concept.  How STUPID was that.  How awful many felt for the guy.  And then, he “battled back” to get back in…and got thrown right back out, just like the hubby of Nicole F.   [The fact that her last initial is F should say something.  Hmm?]  Now, if Tyler’s word is gold and not a CBS move (which I do not put past these TV empires to try), we may have our first black man to survive a season…UNTIL Tyler crushes him, because, let’s be honest, David has a 2 percent chance of winning…anything.  He not only botched his first challenge(s), he already lost at least one.  [I have not seen every episode of this season; only highlights.]  There is NO WAY he is beating Tyler IF Tyler “carries him” to the final three/two.  And, sadly, unless he gets the chance to win viewers over with some charming display…which I don’t see how when the social game is reduced to the best of the best seeking some kind of redemption?…I don’t see him winning “fan favorite houseguest.”   But, if Tyler is backing David because of the raw deal David got last time, I am slightly awed by Tyler’s motivation.
  4.   Covid-19 masks and the BB Bubble?  The minute the first houseguests entered the “bubble” and then the house, they tossed those vital masks aside like garbage.   How important are the masks to anyone except maybe CBS PR execs and Julie Chen (who I imagine is a bit concerned about getting sick, though SHE does not wear a mask…hmm).  I think the Bubble is pointless.  I think the masks are misused.  And, I think Julie should wear a mask if everyone else must wear one.

I’ll leave it at that, I think.  I just had to vent, again.

BUT FIRST!…ha…a quick note of sympathy to Nicole A., who I thought had a chance…who I ALSO would have helped reach final three, last year, and probably given a better chance to win the big prize.  I think the other finalists were so moved by her fighting spirit (yet sure they could beat her in the end) that they included her in the final three.  CLEARLY an “underdog” with no sufficient “game,” but no worse off than her blonde twin who, I think, just got lucky or was handed a golden ticket, somehow.  I, honestly, do not know how she won with the standards against her and no sign of her establishing anything good except with the humble Jesus she now calls a fiancé…as she brushes off talk of wedding plans, saying something about him being in charge…SHE DOESN’T MAKE DECISIONS!!  [Ehem.  Sorry, Nicole A.  I was rooting for ya.  But, you, like me, need a good friend in your corner.  Sadly, you didn’t have enough to compete with the “rule of dumb.”  Despite moments when you…well, got a lil whiney and may have talked a bit too much…I think we would have been good pals.  And, being my pal would push me to fight/compete for you; you’d get my respect to beat me in the finals, not get brushed aside when dollar signs flashed in my face.  As Paul seemed to pass off as truth, friendship means more to me than the prize money.  The odds are against you in such a gamble.  But, lasting friendship is sweeter than cold cash with strings.]

So, to wrap it all up…

I am rooting for Christmas to win the big prize, but my bets are too often lost; so the odds are against her, most likely.  [I normally find myself drawn to the pretty faces, like a damn fool, and see them fall, one by one, to the alpha males…unless they happen to be in a stupid alliance and “float” to jury status (or establish that infamous “showmance”…WHICH WILL NOT HAPPEN IN THIS CASE!…unless “happy marriages” be damned to fail…and, gee, that’s not happening….right).

Tyler stands the best chance of winning, or, at least, being up against Ian in the finals…unless someone gets smart (ha) and bumps Tyler out AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.  Tyler’s the lucky monkey paw that can’t seem to lose when it counts.  [He only loses when the jury turns against him…and how does THAT happen?  Like it did to Paul, Mr. Friendship who went from nagging wimp to strategic competitor.]  Ian is the biggest brain in the house, and I feel like he’s Marty McFly in disguise, just waiting to take off in a flying time-traveling car with his girlfriend, who might be the daughter of his mother who might have slept with him in another place and time.

Also, in current viewing events, Kaysar went from being a guy that gave me an unsettling feeling when he first appeared/played to the guy with the best charisma in this All-Star season.  His comment(s) to Janelle when she was evicted, his determination to make the alliance pay…that was inspiring.  He says he wanted to be an inspiration and that the money wasn’t as important.  Well…that’s nice.  And, I think Julie has a lil crush on him.  And, he has a tiny crush on her (as do I).  But, he blew himself out of the house with a very desperate but foolish last move.  And then he freaked out when he thought Julie said he was voted back into the house.  So, you did NOT want another chance to talk with any of those people you wanted to inspire or win the money?  You had enough time in the house to do all that you came to do?  [I don’t think so, Kaysar.]  Had I met him in the house this year, I would have made myself an honest partner in a two-man alliance, maybe let Christmas and David into that pack…but, each of them has their hang-ups.  Yet, Christmas has had the best luck, so far!  There is something wacky going on with her.

And, despite how his restless syndrome drives me completely batty, Ian has the funniest clip of the season, thus far, when he’s resting with Christmas on the hammock.  She says she is cooking (from the intense sunshine she is allowing to pour upon her when she could have sat any number of places in that field/backyard)…and Ian replies, “What are you making?”  He was trying to play stupid, he says.  But, it just struck my funny bone.

If you are a fellow nut for watching, who do you foresee winning this silly “anniversary” competition?

12
Apr
16

If Ariel Saw the Modern World…

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Setting:  We take you to a rock jutting out of the sea in that famous scene from Disney’s version of Hans Christian Anderson’s The Little Mermaid where Ariel sings about joining the land-dwellers’ world…in the modern world as we know it…

Ariel:  Look at this trove of treasures untold.  How many wonders can one cavern hold?  Looking around here, you’d think, sure, she’s got everything…

A garbage truck pulls up to the beach to dump another load of stuff that apparently isn’t fit for an overflowing landfill.  Ariel watches as the seagulls descend to pick through the mess.  She winces as one eats something she’d rather not ingest or see anyone ingest for that matter.

Ariel:  Up where they walk.  Up where they run.  Up where they spend all day in the sun…

But, people are not walking and running in the sun on the cracked concrete she sees.  They are distracted by the gadgets in their hands and on their desks.  They are commuting by car and truck, kicking up quite the cloud of smog.  And, the commotion never fully stops, even late at night.

Ariel shields her nose and mouth, ducking under water briefly before her nagging curiosity strikes, again.

Ariel:  Wandering free…

Video screens everywhere display criminal activity in the news, slavery, prisoners of war, mass destruction.  And, eyes are fixed on most if not all of them.

Ariel:  Wish I could be…

A large freighter carrying hastily made products from China to the USA nearly collides with her perch.  She returns from the deep with frazzled hair and a headache.  She raises an index finger to make one more attempt at singing something profound.  But, the words are not there.  No, she did not lose her voice to some sea witch.  She just lost her fountain of optimism and returns to her underwater domain which no longer seems so bad.  In fact, it’s quite safe and reassuring.  At least, until the surface pollution turns up the water temperature to unbearable.

A lesson in thinking the grass is greener on the other side.

 




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