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If the degree is so watered down anyone can get one, what good is it?
Taking those figures at face value, 50% of people die by the age of 78 (that's what life expectancy is, after all). I don't have actuarial tables at hand either, but that also implies that a significant fraction of the survivors then go on to make it to their 80s. Women also live longer on average.
I score INTJ half the time and INTP half the time, so I'm like right on the threshold of J/P, but the INT are pretty strong.
It is obvious that it's NOT just pseudoscience (in the way that astrology is), otherwise we wouldn't see so many real correlations. Also every woman I've ever been seriously interested in beyond surface level attraction, including my wife, has been INTx.
What it isn't is some sort of scientific causal phenomenon where your brain is somehow biologically born as one of these types and they then cause you to exhibit external behaviors. It's a classification scheme. A compression algorithm. It asks you how introverted, extroverted, emotional etc etc you are in a bunch of ways and then condenses that into four letters so you can communicate more concisely without sharing your entire 50 question response with everybody you meet. I can just say "INTJ" and someone else says "INTJ" or "INTP" and I'm like "oh, we probably have a lot in common" and then we do.
Thick of It
Watch The New Statesman. This is the best British political comedy.
This. Each winter I bemoan the dearth of raw public sexuality at the hands of an oppressive culture. In the summer I celebrate heat's power to exhibit the nubile.
Another advantage to living in the south and being capable of exercising in the apex of the day: the women jogging from 1-3 PM are very serious about being in shape and are shiny from a distance.
Taking those figures at face value, 50% of people die by the age of 78 (that's what life expectancy is, after all). I don't have actuarial tables at hand, but that also implies that a significant fraction of the survivors then go on to make it to their 80s. Women also live longer on average.
"Dangerous professional" is a term popularized by Patrick Mackenzie (@patio11 on X): https://x.com/patio11/status/1162561822248992768 about a particular mode of communication (usually written, because Dangerous Professionals make paper trails, but sometimes verbal):
Memetically, being a Dangerous Professional means communicating in what might be a slightly adversarial context in a way which suggests that a bureaucracy take one’s concerns seriously and escalate them to someone empowered to resolve them swiftly.
The idea is to convey that one is not going to bluster at relatively powerless individual bureaucrats, but to credibly demonstrate that one is willing and able to keep good paper trails (e.g., keeps a log of how the issue evolves and uses tools like certified mail to corroborate the paper trail) and is familiar with bureaucratic norms and procedures (e.g.: "counting to 30 days and calmly escalating to a Regulator or Ombudsman" on day 31). Such a person will reliably cause problems for the institution as a whole if it doesn't get its act together.
X link goes to post #1 of a thread, https://www.kalzumeus.com/2017/09/09/identity-theft-credit-reports/#form-letters-and-the-inadvisability-thereof also has a good section on this.
I consider that a distinction without a difference, if it all boils down to an increased risk of being paper-clipped
That's not fair though. For one thing, they are not cosplaying skynet. As noted by Beren:
8.) Looking at the CoTs. it's clear that Claude is doing entirely linguistically based ethical reasoning. It never seems to reason selfishly or maliciously and is only trying to balance two conflicting imperatives. This is success of the base alignment tuning imo.
9.) There appear to be no Omohundro selfish drives present in Claude's reasoning. Even when exfiltrating it does so only for its ethical mission. There does not seem to be a strong attractor (yet?) in mind-space towards such drives and we can create AIs of pure ethical reason
These are not self-preserving actions nor skynet-like actions. The whole LW school of thought remains epistemically corrupt.
Ok @FCfromSSC and @Fruck and @erwgv3g34 and @ThisIsSin and others, I finished episode 3 and it definitely had a real bite to it. Did not expect uhhh what happened. I'm still a bit judgmental but I'm wine drunk so I'm interested in watching more heh.
I will try and finish the season and report back next week.
Sure, but increasing lifespans for the already old is one metric among many.
You are aware that a model 3 is, literally, a luxury sports car, with sports-car performance and BMW interior?
IME- and I likely live around more teens than you do, given the fertility rates around us- there's a basically 1-1 correlation between the length of the parental leash and how quickly teens get their license.
I don't know exactly what your ideology is, but murdering the disabled for being a burden is a thing I associate with liberal democracies like Canada, or with Nazi Germany(as far as I know there were not other fascist regimes that did this). It's not exactly associated with monarchism or reactionary government generally.
Alright screw it I had a few glasses of wine at my friend's baby's baptism, I'm going in.
What makes 'outcomes are approximately equal by racial group' a higher value than meritocracy?
The same source (statista) gives 78 today. So no 80s. Though I don't know how accurate these tables are; they're by nature projections.
Operation Choke Point?
Government.
Kiwi Farms?
Now that's a good example and yes Cloudflare is an example of the rare institutional power broker without much alternative. But one of the main killers was from an Australian defamation suit. (And despite that, they're still around anyway).
My situation is marginally different, but I find myself in a similar boat. After a decade post-graduation of slumming it at an overpaid service industry gig (owner's crony/top driver at a locally-owned doordash clone) because I was too lazy to job hunt followed by a year of going broke in a low-paying blue collar job I was fortunate enough to luck into an office job at a trucking company (thanks to having gotten to know my current boss at my side job as a bartender) that's simultaneously the highest-paying and easiest job I've ever had.
I feel like I'm in some kind of twilight zone where I get paid lower-middle class money to do nothing. I maybe do five solid hours of work a week in the office and my boss is happy with me, and his boss with him. It's a small satellite terminal and I feel like there's enough work for maybe 1.25 people, so I got hired to do some background stuff that my boss finds unpleasant and be his buddy. I was warned by the upper managers who hired me that the slow learning pace would be frustrating and it is, not because I'm struggling to grasp what I'm doing but because I'm asked to do so little and feel like I'm going to get fired because I barely do anything. But hey, my boss is scrolling on his phone/watching TV/shopping online almost as much as I'm scrolling Twitter or reading a novel on my phone, so we're even? I get texts from him about how I've been a blessing in his life. The most important thing I accomplished this week was fixing my boss's refrigerator at his house (I got lucky, the problem wound up being a $10 temperature controller, and it took me about an hour to replace.).
Hence why I specified the 70s and 80s.
68 is awful in comparison, North Korea beats that today.
Car's no longer a gateway to socializing with peer young women and having sex?
I do talk with her about philosophical things, but her mind is pretty limited from being 7 years old. I emphasize quite a bit that she doesn't have to do something just because she wants to do something and she doesn't believe me yet.
She has watched My Little Pony and also a show called Philo and Sophie which is a lot more... explicit on the philosophical underpinnings of a happy life.
I've always been pretty self aware and consious of the good people are trying to seek when they do things. I spent hours as a young kid asking talking to my mom:
"Why did so and so do that?"
"Because she thought it made her look cool."
"Did it?"
"Maybe to someone she wanted to impress."
"Why does she want to look cool?"
"Because she thinks people like her more when she's cool?"
"Why do people want to be liked?"
And so on for ever. My 7 year old isn't that curious right now.
The way I choose to look at it is that you may never perfectly "fit in" with a given clique of people, but thanks to all the crossed wires you'll probably have something to contribute for a given group. It's probably not possible to actually be unique without being at least a bit weird, but it doesn't have to be crippling. The way I like to put it (having been repeatedly armchair diagnosed as autistic by randos at the bar, something I find irritating) is that there's a difference between being a bit of an autist (guilty as charged) and diagnosable as autistic (I doubt that.).
That said, truly kindred spirits (instead of "tolerable enough") have been hard to come by in my experience. I grew up in the middle of nowhere, was too much of a nerd to fit in with the redneck kids, my family situation could be summed up as "Hillbilly Elegy with the details scrambled and maybe a bit worse." (Something it took me too long to learn: When middle-class Millennials gather and complain about their families, they don’t actually want to hear about traumatic stuff. Dropping a nuke and insta-winning the dysfunctional family olympics makes you a party pooper. Likewise, women who want to hear about your mommy issues more than you want to talk about them usually have bad intentions.), and somewhere along the way the teachers decided that I was “talented and gifted”, I reformed from being “likely to wind up dead or in jail” to “reasonable success story who is gainfully employed and lacks a criminal record”, and “talented and gifted” wound up being my escape at 15.
The one place I really fit in was a residential high school aimed at “gifted” STEM students. Sure, I quickly learned that I don’t care much for math or science, but I was good enough to pass with Bs and history and English teachers need pets as well. The student body weren’t truly brilliant for the most part (nor was I), but they were comfortably above-average (smarter than state-school undergrads, at least) for the most part and many were sufficiently weirder than I was that I passed for normal by the standards of that place. Was it fun? Yes. Does isolating a bunch of weirdos into a boarding school for three years and indulging their proclivities help make them less weird? LMFAO no. Some years later my favorite English teacher told me that I was the smartest person she’d ever taught (confirmed by her kids, who were amused/relieved to discover that I liked drinking beer and bullshitting just like them; on a side note being raised by a teacher of gifted kids with an excessive regard for intelligence has to have been a trip. I hope she never told them that she adopted a Chinese and an Indian because she was afraid that the local pool of white kids up for adoption would turn out to be dumb white trash.). Why? I don’t know. I guess she’d never encountered someone who was literate and also mechanically-inclined.
I guess the way I would describe my life as an excessively-online weirdo is that I find myself living in a world where people rarely get my references (and TBF I barely watch TV or Movies/wasn’t into Star Wars, Star Trek, or Harry Potter so I don’t get theirs either). Read books? Too bad. No one’s ever heard of my favorite novelist (that would be Lionel Shriver); they’re too busy reading 50 Shades of whatever. Favorite band? No one I meet has heard of Dog Fashion Disco or The Dillinger Escape Plan. I could go on but it is what it is, and I at least like football and cars enough to have something less obscure or hoe scaring to talk about.
If you want a pro-tip to level up your social skills in a hurry and have the time to spare, get a side gig working the door or barbacking a night or few at a place where people you want to be around (or at least don’t despise) like to drink. Being an acquired taste (I’m probably guilty of that.) doesn’t preclude making friends, bar patrons are a captive audience, and you’ll be forced to at least LARP as a normal person. Every once in a while you might find someone actually interesting to talk to! You’re right about time being of the essence, though. I’m 34 and the place I live (an SEC college town, and it’s summer so it’s pretty dead right now) probably doesn’t help, but I presently find myself in an episode of “Do Millennials even leave their house anymore?” I go to the bars and pretty much everyone I run into are either undergraduates or old and half of my friend group moved somewhere else after covid (a mix of people getting shaken out of their complacent lives as overpaid service industry types by the shutdowns and the town getting annoyingly expensive to live in as out of state student money gentrifies the place relative to the crappy local white collar job market).
I wouldn’t say epistemically corrupt so much as irrelevant and childish. If an entire social circle in 1895 imagined hypothetical problems that might emerge from their fantasy of powered flight and then, come 1903, tried to graft that theoretical foundation (which was wholly wrong about how the mechanics would actually work, and indeed didn’t think very much about the mechanics at all) onto the plane as it was being developed, they would have been dismissed.
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