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@saralynd
ifrit is so funny because her two moms have instilled in her a rigorous set of ethics and morals alongside a deep respect for women but also being raised in rhine lab the #1 premier messy polycule drama capital in all of terra means she looks and dresses exactly like a lesbian fuckboy right down to driving a stolen convertible
this clip from the new will anderson video is actually maybe the funniest thing ive seen in years
Very funny to me that there's an AI-boosting dipshit patrolling the replies who is completely confident that the latest high end models are that much smarter.
In case you're wondering: no, the new models aren't really that much smarter.
Here's my experience. The company I work for is run by one of those true believers in AI. We are all obligated to have AI analyze all our work, and the company pays for the latest and bestest super-premium version of Claude to do so. It's a hilariously stupid expenditure that cannot possibly be sustainable, but when the CEO rubs elbows with everyone at Anthropic and OpenAI, well, I guess we've got to be on the "cutting edge" of this garbage.
I have watched Claude analyze a bash script and have almost exactly this sort of stupidly long back-and-forth "debate" with itself about a trivial matter of syntax (which a simpler static analysis tool could validate in a fraction of a second). In the end, it concluded that the script was actually MathML, and then it spat out a screen and a half of malformed and meaningless MathML syntax in reply. This happened a month ago, not years ago.
So, yeah, "first percentile" indeed. These people don't have the foggiest idea of how an LLM actually works, just wholly unearned confidence from these machines telling them how smart and clever they are.
Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.
At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.
At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.
“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.
The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.
I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.
I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.
I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht.
I’m not worth the cost of a watch.
i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.
i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.
as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.
disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.
at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.
i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.
i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.
we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.
awww the like button turns into a rainbow when you press it! that's so cute...hey staff what's with all the trans women you keep nuking?
i think we should be ridiculing them more for this. you don't get to try and go all "queer website" when your staff likes to go on nuking sprees targeting the trans fem users
Neuromancer, William Gibson, 1984
This is poetry to me
I'm being serious btw like. There's a really particular transfem horror to this.
It's crazy how you have to convince non trans women the absolute fucking horror, literal gutwrenching horror, that a young girl going through male puberty is.
I love environmental storytelling
Its fucking hieroglyphs with you people
Can't just leave this in the comments
THIS OLD JOKE WOULDN'T LEAVE MY MIND SO I DREW IT, IM SO SORRY
I am so tired of short-attention-span, trim-the-fat culture. All writing advice these days is for how to write like Chuck Palahniuk. "Cut 'think', cut 'feel', cut 'wonder' - only action, only pushing forward, show and move and move and move." What if I could emulate this style, and still don't want to? What if I want to write like Henry James, with three paragraphs of introspective musings between each dialogue line? The music advice is, "make it shortform, make it Tik-Tok compatible, make it punchy, hit the refrain as soon as possible." What if I want that 10-minute prog rock piece? What if I want that symphony? What if I want it slow and luxurious and lazy? Movies. Series. Poetry. Bodies. Everything is "trimmed trimmed trimmed trimmed, stripped bare, you have three seconds to win me over, make it airport chic." I don't want to win you over, then, I guess. I want the fat left it. I want the pleasure and the indolence and the indulgence. Fuck this art-advice that's always "your art needs Ozempic."
I love this text post so I drew it
I love this comic so I translated it and typeset it as a manga
Heavily inspired by this translation by @yassalghul
Update: After a gushy thank-you Tumblr DM about this post, I got officially reposted by the original artist!
hey remember when people said we gotta keep talking about this and then two days passed and it just went quiet. anyways
due to recent (and frankly ongoing as far as this website is concerned) events
You also have to consider how weird it must have been for Irene, whose experience with Abyssal Hunters was, until that point, getting punched around by Skadi, getting punched around by Skadi again, and being talked down to by Gladiia, to then meet the creepy weird ass catatonic third Hunter who was kinda being babied by Skadi up until that point suddenly start calling her a fruit and aggressively flirting with her while doing TAS DMC combos on Seaborn mid combat, like god damn ok I’d also ask for leave at the Inquisition to go get pampered by the outrageously hot flirty woman that wields a drill bit on a stick with one hand at the pharmaceutical PMC.
"I will embrace you even in death"
quick little halply doodle for this morning
If Spider-Gwen had a bi flag on her wall there wouldn’t be any debate as to whether or not she was really bi
“Oh but I think that it’s that her version of Peter was trans so that’s why—”
This conversation would not exist if it was a bi flag or a pan flag or an ace flag
Why are you so eager to convince yourself that she’s not a trans woman? Why is that?
“I don’t mind characters being trans but I hate that it’s made their whole personality can’t it just be that they’re trans and the narrative doesn’t have the call all this attention to it? Just let it be subtly there”
Aight here’s a trans woman who’s narrative is thematically linked with her transness in a way that enriches both her story, her characterization, and the story around her who doesn’t ever mention that she’s trans (but y’know she has a trans flag in her room in the background subtly like you asked)
“Uhhhh yeah she isn’t trans where does it say that she’s trans and also why would it matter that she’s trans? Stop projecting yourself onto fictional characters”
starting a new niche called "edibleknights" where i can only use operators whose codename i've eaten
