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Past stuff includes Good Omens and OFMD, search back far enough and you'll find some goodies from those.
I've got a side blog dedicated to environmental whump, @nature-wants-you-dead
I share a lot of my writing on here you can also find me on AO3, I'm adzeisval over there too.
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Fall at Yosemite National Park - Author: DrizzlyAubrey
North cascades National Park In Washington, USA - Author: PearlPxssy
one of the funniest conversations I ever had with my ex was when they were still getting used to Celsius and asked me "what's 20 degrees?" and instead of converting it, I said "it's the highest your dad will ever let you set the thermostat and when you say you're cold he tells you to put on another sweater, we're not made of money" and they went "oh, 68"
the fact that this reference was that fucking precise was something they went on to tell people about for years.
A coworker's child stopped them a morning before work this week to give them a small rock. Saying, "This is my best friend and he wants to go with you to work." At work she and I got talking and she stopped and said, "I don't know why, I feel like you need a best friend." And gave me the rock her son gave her.
This rock now travels with me in my pocket until it tells me to give him to someone else.
This is animism at its finest. Receiving awakened rocks from children that spoke them into being
The apple they fed to snow white wasnt poision at all it was just a red delicious
People on Tumblr love sharing information about themselves no matter how asinine it is. And I'm the same way. Everybody tell me what the last thing you drank was.
My personal experience with being asked this question and then given that line, is that the neurotypical person expected you to feel shame. I have some slightly less anecdotal evidence to back up this anecdotal experience. I took substitute teacher training once, and we were told that the best thing to do with middle schoolers "acting up," was to shame them, to figure out how to draw attention to them and this negative attention in front of their peers would shame them into good behaviour, or at least silence. I raised my hand, having already distinguished myself as the "weirdo" of the group, and said, "Is this the reason I spent a lot of time in the principal's office for truthfully, loudly, and clearly answering questions like, 'would you care to share your thoughts with the class?'" And was told yes, that was a perfect example, but I was the rare case where it backfires.
Since then, I have responded to that type of question with, "Do you want an explanation, or was your intent simply to indicate that I need to feel inferior, right now?" and it does tend to turn the tables a little bit.
I'd say for many people the difference is based on the presumption of whatever happened being intentional or not, and people are really bad at discerning this, especially for neurodivergent people and children. If a person gives what they think are clear instructions and someone doesn't follow them, or they see someone doing something that to them feels obstinate for "no reason," etc., they can't always grasp that something they think is simple couple be misunderstood. Instead they assume that person is being difficult on purpose, and thus view any explanation of why the person is acting that way as a sort of lie or deflection from responsibility rather than a rational explanation. A teacher who can't figure out the difference sees two kids with no homework - one is a slacker who says the dog ate it, and the other is an undiagnosed autistic who insists the instructions were unclear - as the same, because doing the homework "should" have been easy and automatic, when the two kids are not actually the same at all.
I still remember having a frustrating, circular conversation with my kindergarten teacher where she told me to pick up some crayons someone had knocked on the floor, and I kept insisting that they were not my crayons. This is because it had been drilled into me that we were supposed to clean up after ourselves, and I had not made the mess, so asking me of all people to clean it up made no sense to me, because I was five. In my mind, once I asserted that the mess was not mine, she should have moved on to the next student until she found the culprit, and had them do it. She only saw that she had given me a basic order, and I was talking back to her, and she assumed that "they're not mine" was avoiding the task out of spite rather than genuinely not understanding why I was being ordered to do the task in the first place.
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A writer's relationship with their own work goes: this is genius, this is garbage, this is genius, this is garbage, i should never have been born, okay actually this line is good
Why are you using chatgpt to get through college. Why are you spending so much time and money on something just to be functionally illiterate and have zero new skills at the end of it all. Literally shooting yourself in the foot. If you want to waste thirty grand you can always just buy a sportscar.
Iâm really starting to think you people donât understand what university is for. Youâre buying the accreditation that you can do these things. It doesnât matter how you do them.
I can assure you if you're going to school to be an xray tech or a surgical assistant it does very much matter how you do the stuff your accreditation says you can do. We aren't all business majors.
Yes, but you actually canât do an X-ray without an X-ray machine and you canât do surgery without scalpels. We already rely on technology for everything. Offloading cognitive tasks just frees us up to do more. If you can do your job with chatgpt, but canât without, you can still do your job. Iâm sure you would find university much much harder without access to google or the internet too.
Do you think scalpels are magic and do a little song and dance and perform the surgery themselves like Beauty and the Beast characters and the surgeon is there to conduct the background music
What do you think will happen when your employer, who hired you because they saw you have a certificate to say that you have specific skills and knowledge, starts expecting you to have and use those skills and knowledge and you can't because you think a university degree is just a piece of paper that you buy
"Offloading cognitive tasks just frees us up to do more"
When you're in school, the cognitive tasks are there for the explicit purpose of being brain exercises. It's weightlifting. It is FOR building your mental muscles and making you a stronger thinker and planner. "Offloading the cognitive tasks", then, is just Not Doing The Weightlifting. What happens when you pay for your gym membership and just stand around messing around on your phone? Nothing. Nothing happens. Just money leaving your wallet. Nothing else.
Using AI is a short term pleasure that is going to fuck you over in the long term, and by the time you realize that you didn't build the necessary muscles you need for the cognitive tasks required of your ACTUAL JOB (or, like, adult life in general), it's going to be too late to do anything about it... except going back and doing the real work all over again to get you up to speed.
And if your response as a college student is "Ugh i'm already good at this though, i don't need the practice" -- sweetie, you have no idea how good at it you could be though. If you're good at it now but you keep working on it, you're going to ASTONISH yourself in a couple years with how good at it you can get. I was a good writer when I was in college; I am an ASTRONOMICALLY better writer now, because I put in the work. But you have to lift the weights and build your muscles to get there, even when it's tedious. There aren't any shortcuts for this. You can be content with your own mediocrity, or you can believe that you're capable of growing towards brilliance. Which one will you choose, mediocrity or brilliance? You get to pick right now.
Iâm a Surgical Assistant and that ChatGPT stan pissed me off so Iâll use my job as an example. 90% of our job as surgical assists comes down to memorizing the names and usages of the thousands of unique instruments and equipment and sutures involved in surgery as well as having the critical thinking skills to anticipate the needs and expectations of the surgeons we work with. Thatâs a âcognitive loadâ that cannot be pawned off on a computer. If I relied on ChatGPT to tell me what instruments to have ready for a case, it would create a composite of what the most likely instruments to be used in a given surgery and assuming that itâs even accurate, it would be effectively useless if my surgeon didnât use any of those because each doctor is different. Surgeons get pissed off if you give them the wrong diameter size suture, so why would I rely on a soulless algorithm to tell me what my surgeon wants? And if Iâm not figuring out for myself what they may need based off my own learning and not machine learning then why am I even there? Thereâs a reason robotic surgery still requires a surgical assistant and a surgeon to operate the robot, technology is an easement not a replacement for human labor and in college learning is the labor you should be doing.
A common thread with ChatGPT simps seems to be that they truly believe all labor is as easy as their cushy middle management jobs in the tech industry. âBuying an accreditationâ might work there but can you imagine someone in the medical field not actually knowing the subject theyâre licensed or accredited to know? Iâll give you a hint: the word we typically use is malpractice.
I would also like to add as somone who did a one degree about 10 years ago when academia was just startingto make the switch from fully physical to full online, it is entirely possible to do a degree without really using the Internet or Google. You turn up to lectures, you collect the reading list, you go to the library, you find the book you need on the shelf, you take it and several others back to whatever desk you're working at and the you read them and make notes (I made notes on a PC but plenty of people in my group used paper notes pads), you critically evaluate the information amd decide whether or not to include it in your assessments. No Google required, it's not that fucking hard.
Let me introduce you all to the building trades concept of "buying your book."
A "book" is (a slightly outdated beyond this specific topic) term for your union card, which states that you're a member in good standing of your local/union and ostensibly means that you have the coinciding skills that go with the title of journeyworker or apprentice or whatever. Typically, to become a journeyman, you serve an apprenticeship (usually 5 years) and then have to take a test of some sort to prove you've acquired all the necessary skills to earn the qualification. The card/book is the proof that you have a basic level of competency.
Sometimes though certain locals, usually in the South or other places where right-to-work or similar attitudes are stronger, will "sell books," which is to say they will allow people who either haven't served an apprenticeship or passed a skills test to buy their card so that they may work on union jobs.
There's a myriad of reasons and reasonings on why a local might do this, but on the ground, it means that if I'm on a big job, anyone from areas or locals that have a reputation for selling books is automatically assumed to be under-qualified. This sucks, because I've known plenty of badass hands from Southern Locals, but because they come from book-selling locals, they had to overcome that stigma. To an extent, this whole thing is self-regulating because if you bought a book and can't hack it, you only come to a travel job once before they will never invite you back, but it is a constant source of sand in the gears for the whole labour management process.
Anyway, learning is important and faking learning WILL bite you in the ass if you have any desire to exist in the world in a meaningful way.
Also, just so you know, real life professional shit isn't like school. You don't get endless chances to get it right when you fuck it up . If you are found to have fraudulently acquired a qualification that you have no idea how to use, you not only get fired, but you get blacklisted in your inustry if not legally charged with fraud.
That will follow you for the rest of your life. That will completely lock you out of your chosen field and all it's related feilds forever.
What are you going to do when you're still paying off a degree that you can't use because you've been flagged in the system? What are you going to do when your future employers run a police check and find that you've been charged with occupational fraud? Do you think they're going to hire you anywhere when that comes up? Do you have any idea how difficult it is to get a job with an unrelated criminal charge, let alone one directly tied to your job?
Come on guys. You don't get do-overs with this shit. Don't fuck your life up because you didn't want to pay attention at uni. There are real world consequences for this shit.
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Geothermal magic in the heart of New Zealand - Author: AbyssLogic-
Mitarai Pond at Heisenji Hakusan Shrine, Japan by kakko.sd
How long do y'all think it took for people to forget mammoths? One generation, two, three? They got rarer and rarer, until the clan felled the last one that they would ever kill, and the hunters who were there would, for the rest of their lives, keep telling the story of how they once slayed the most elusive grand beast, that was only seen once a generation. And the youths would listen their descriptions of them, and though the description didn't make much sense - there was nothing else quite alike a mammoth that it could be compared to - they listened and thought that one day, they would encounter a mammoth, too.
They might tell their children and grandchildren of this, how the old hunters would tell them of a spectacular beast that one might see only three times in a lifetime, and perhaps kill just once. It must be true, since the clan still has the tusk of one, but no-one alive has seen one.
Their children and grandchildren would tell their own children only vague tales they used to hear the old folk tell, of grand beasts bigger than horses and bovines, the grandest game of them all, but no-one alive has met someone who has seen one.
