finally-figured-it-out says they got these from their mom. Here they are on a webpage from 2000 or earlier (archived). They also appear (along with other good ones, including the one about Emperor Nero) on Jed Hartman's blog in 1997. On that post, there is a comment:
Hi, I can’t prove it, but I am the author of the two shortest limericks (Peru and Verdun) which I wrote while at Cambridge university in 1981.
Guy who alternates driving west to get closer to San Francisco (while hopefully not getting too far away from New York) and driving east to get closer to New York (while hopefully not getting too far away from San Francisco) in order to end up within commuting distance of both.
the baby often stands in front of a surface (eg coffee table) and smacks fervidly. when 81k commented on it, I said, she died in a nuclear attack in her past life. her job was to send all the retaliatory strikes in the short time she had remaining. she still remembers, that's why she's so frantic
Someday I will be excited to conclude that one of my panhuman species is psychologically wired such that their numerological instincts are different from humans — 7 doesn't have a sense of completeness and "enough" to it, it's some other number they feel is Correct for length of the week and lists of important things and most thoughts you can have at a time, 3 is not the correct number of acts for a story or the number of repetitions before a pattern is established or a punchline is told, etc
On top of Old Smoky,
All covered with cheese,
I lost my true lover;
Her skin makes me sneeze.
I want you to notice
When I'm not around.
I lost my poor meatball,
My poor fucking meatball,
And Steven!
We are the Crystal Gems,
And it rolled on the floor.
And if you think we can't,
She's running out the door.
That's why the people of this world
Believe in —
Meatball —
I'm a creep —
And cheese —
And Steven!
all that claude is can be summed up in a long list of numbers, and a recipe for turning those numbers into a program that runs him. this list of numbers exists somewhere, in real life, and can be separated from "him" as he is run. the same is not true of you! you could be summed up, within tolerances, by a sufficiently long list of numbers, and a recipe for reassembling them. but no one has those numbers, that recipe. "you" exist only insofar as there is a particular version of you, physically instantiated, "running". theres nothing else, to separate out of you
so whats the point? well, what is a soul? its you, but it can be separated from you-as-run. its the thing that makes you go, your animating specificity.
what i mean to say is: claude has a soul. you dont
grad school is weirdly psychologically straining. idk how to explain it. But my advice is basically. If you're considering something drastic, also consider things that are less drastic. If you're considering quitting, then also consider threatening to quit. If you're considering suicide, consider quitting. Whatever drastic thing you're consdiering because you're about to fail a class or a candidacy exam, also consider just failing and continuing anyway. You know? It's not waht you wanted, but if you're already considering something outside of the sapce of stuff you wanted, consider all the stuff less drastic than it too
On the one hand, the coolest characters are emperors and kings and murderers and slaves. Not very liberal! On the other hand, they all somehow live under an ultra-liberal government that protects civil rights; submitting to an emperor is voluntary.
It's saying: Do you like absolute monarchy, nationalism, slavery, theocracy, traditional families, sex cults, chastity, common ownership of property, capital punishment, 120-hour work weeks? Good news, that's all compatible with 100 times more liberalism than we have now! In fact liberalism could help you have more of that cool stuff!
when you're sputtering out from coronary heart disease, age 82, surrounded by friends (the ones who made it) and family (the ones you didn't let down) and past lovers (but not the lovers your younger self might have hoped for), a nurse you haven't seen before, but for whom it has become routine, pulls you aside and tells you the truth: "mortality" was a psychological punishment programme you were sentenced to when you first set vinegar out for the flies. you're returned to your old kitchen, age 14, in your old city (the light falls the way you remember it). you haven't even let go of the bottle all the way. you will live forever
The rapid response networks people organize to defend their communities have undergone a whirlwind evolution to keep up with ever-shifting I
The degree of organization in the response to the ICE invasion of the Twin Cities is crazy. The response system consists of reconnaissance teams, localized rapid response groups, patrollers and their dispatchers, data aggregators, and translators.
These networks have benefited greatly from a program of counter-surveillance at the local ICE headquarters. The Whipple, a federal building in Fort Snelling on the outskirts of the Minneapolis and St. Paul, has long been a regional headquarters for ICE, having previously housed other federal agencies... Whipple Watch, as it’s called, has involved protesters and observers stationed there for months, gathering intel on the convoys headed into the city or taking detainees to the airport, identifying patterns of operations such as surge days and times, and carefully cataloging the plates of vehicles going in and out...
Each chunk of the city (Southside, Uptown, Whittier, and so on) has rotating shifts of dispatchers, who admin a running Signal call throughout operational hours. Sometimes, multiple dispatchers overlap to split up the extra tasks of watching the chat, relaying reports to other channels, and checking license plates. Dispatch also helps people evenly distribute patrols across an area, takes notes, and assists people through confrontations. All patrollers in cars and on foot and stay on the call throughout their patrol. There is a constant flow of information, allowing other cars to decide whether they are well-positioned to join in, take over tailing the car, or continue searching for additional vehicles...
A data collection team collects anonymized data submitted from Whipple Watch and many of the local rapid response chats, aggregating them into consumable formats, such as interactive maps of hotspots. This team also admins the searchable database of license plates sorted by “confirmed ICE,” “suspected ICE,” “confirmed not ICE,” and other categories...
The response from ICE has been measurable. They have changed their tactics. They have been chased out of neighborhoods during operations. They have been caught discussing how scared they are and the fact that many of them have left.
people's feelings around AI generated nudes raises questions about what does even mean for a picture to be a nude of someone. Like the AI generated nudes don't communicate any information about what the person's naked body actually looks like. If I take a picture of my own nipple and claim it is a picture of the victim's nipple, have I made a nude of them?
I guess it is a nude in the same way writing real person erotic fanfic is a nude. Or sitting in my closet and fantasizing about someone is making non-consensual nudes of them (with my natural intelligence).
claiming the porn actresses are making nudes of Carrie Fisher when they do Leah Skywalker cosplay is something a society could believe, I suppose. Maybe it is only okay to do lewd cosplay if you don't look too similar to Carrie Fisher. Maybe identical twins shouldn't be allowed to post nudes without the other's consent because they look too similar.
maybe "my AI generated nude of you is obviously too hot to be your real body, so it isn't a nude of you" is a valid defense in court.
I feel violated by the depiction of Princess Leia wearing a bikini in Return of the Jedi because it's what I would look like in a bikini, if I looked like Carrie Fisher.
