

Reality is like that.


Reality is like that.


The SR-71, designed largely to spy on Soviet countries, was made of titanium sourced from Soviet countries.
In the decades since then I would wager the arms race against “straw buyers” has favored the buyers. Especially when it’s just bare microchips. It’s not a dinky Polish auto-repair shop ordering five thousand Tomahawk missile nose cones. Some of these smuggling operations happen by accident, because the chip someone needs happens to be used in a fancy toy car. Or if you want to get conspiratorial, a toy car can be designed to use any chip in a missile, without raising a single eyebrow.
Amateur rocketry enthusiasts have run into tracking problems because commercial GPS and motion-tracking hardware is designed to shut off past a certain speed. That’s how mundane and widespread some of these weapon components are: if you can jailbreak a TomTom and a Wiimote, you’re left making the part that explodes slowly and the part that explodes quickly.
And drones are still scarier.


They could’ve had Guillermo del Toro.


Yeah I argued ‘markets get shit done’ until someone drove a thin wedge by saying ‘capitalism is the part where owning things makes money.’
For all the reading and bickering these people do, most are useless at conveying a message. Just using the word “property,” like anyone not inculcated understands their specific sharp-edged definition, has been a constant obstacle for the last century and a half.
Chuck E Cheese is right on there, in the robot fucker super structure.
Expected a mirror to ‘breasted boobily down the stairs,’ but nope, monster fucker alignment chart.



This is approaching unfalsifiable.
Is classifying generated data ever intractable, when you can just… generate some? Even if the portion of human content dwindled - rather new human content, since there’s a recent hard cutoff - there’s a faucet for counterexamples. You can have as much for-sure machine-generated content as you like, to point at and go, wrong.


Argumentum ad nuh uh.


I again submit the last two years where model collapse did not happen. The doom-and-gloom predictions - some rather gleeful - plainly missed the mark. The proliferation of generated content has not in fact ruined the content generators, and it’s sure not because we’re any good at marking generated content. Early symptoms went away entirely and the problem has been practically addressed.
As for “unlearning,” universality is why it’s a made-up problem. Nobody loudly complains that x-rays make doctors worse at feeling around for lumps.


That’s a lot of “could” and “will” from an article a year old, primarily about concerns from two years ago, while image models to-day keep getting smaller and better. They didn’t find a second internet’s worth of JPEGs. Better training on the same data, or even better labels on less data, beats a simple obsession with scale.
Yes, photocopying a photocopy will degrade, but diffusion is a denoising algorithm. Un-degrading an image is its central function. ‘Make it look less AI’ is how you get generative adversarial networks.
Anyway, the grim truth is that the central concern is mistaken. Training data for cancer screening does not require the patient lived.


The doctors were better, until someone yanked the tool away. That’s how every tool works! Even going from a handsaw to a table saw and back will make you lose some skill with the handsaw, because your brain focused on higher-level goals and finer motions. That’s not proof a table saw is bad for woodworking. The problem is “and back.”
since apparently AI can’t feed into AI without collapse
Have you checked on that narrative? It’s been a while. Things stopped getting yellow. Improvements continued.


Take away a calculator halfway through an exam, and suddenly, people are surly and unmotivated about simple long division.
That’s how every ‘AI makes you stupid!’ article works. Like, ‘doctors used AI to detect more cancer, but when we took it away, they were worse at eyeballing it.’ Sorry, can we go back to the part about detecting cancer better?


‘Well if it’s merely okay just have it be perfect.’
Unserious.
Reminded of I Am Legend’s premiere, where $6.87 gas got a nervous laugh from the audience.
And then years later we actually hit that price through normal economic trends, and chuds blamed Biden like it was his fault.
And now those same chuds refuse to blame The Idiot for surpassing that price as unambiguous consequences of his warmongering.
I would have preferred the zombies. Even if they do that late-2000s CGI stretchy jaw thing.


OP can fix that.


Put… the title… in… the title.


Horseshit.
Every ‘AI makes you dumb!’ article gives people a tool, and the tool works and makes things easier, and then they take the tool away and people are less keen on doing things the hard way. Like any fucking tool. Give people a multiplication quiz, and yank their calculator away halfway through, and they’ll be surly about longhand math. Give people a geography quiz, and yank their map away halfway through, and they’ll mostly wish you hadn’t done that. Humans offload mental effort to external tools! What a fucking surprise.
This gets dangerous when it’s like, ‘doctors who used AI got worse at detecting cancer,’ and step one is giving doctors an AI that makes them better at detecting cancer, and then you take that away and they’re slightly worse at eyeballing things. Zero popular focus on the first part.
I assume it’s a binder.
Mid-century recipes were buck wild. People who’d grown up with six ingredients suddenly had access to exotic raw materials like cheese from Switzerland, and they were doing mad science in a casserole dish. It was fusion cuisine from people who would not recognize sushi as intended for human consumption.
This is my grandmother’s recipe for ribs, which means it’s 1950s American suburban cuisine. It’s not high culture… but it’s not bad, and you’d never try it otherwise.
Par-bake 5 lbs of pork ribs, in a deep pan, in the oven, at 325 degrees Farenheit.
While that’s happening, mix a sauce from the following:
8 oz dark corn syrup or molasses
40 oz ketchup (seriously)
1 small onion, diced
3 cloves garlic
~16 oz canned mandarin oranges (or pineapple)
12 whole cloves
1 cups vinegar (white wine vinegar or apple cider vinegar)
3 tbsp “salad oil” (i.e. some lightly-flavored vegetable oil)
4 oz French’s yellow mustard (again, seriously)
1 tsp salt
1 tsp pepper
3 oz Heinz 57 (a steak sauce, similar to A1)
2 tsp Worcestershire
1 tsp Tabasco
3 tbsp butter
Apparently I don’t have the intended cooking times on this computer, so you’d have to bodge other recipes for ribs in sauce. Use a mat thermometer and don’t worry about it. Basically just get them half-done, then pour on this “Polynesian” sauce, and check temperature / baste every so often. The result is a very sweet, tangy meat, with abundant extra sauce intended to go over fresh short-grain rice. Because I expect my grandmother died without ever hearing the word “basmati.” My family stole the basis for this from Good Housekeeping, and they’ve only sent goons after us, like, twice. Incidentally you get about twenty pounds of ribs per goon.
English also stole “gravid” from Latin, but it usually refers to egg-laying animals.
However many legs they have.