McTeacher

Oh to be a pebble caught in waves set in motion by tide of things so old and grand

What a load of bullshit. You just parrot sentences Karp said VERBATIM in hus interviews and in the manifesto itself, adding "literally" every other paragraph. You neither explained anything thoroughly nor provided any new insight - the manifesto didn't need an explanation in the first place, it's quite straight forward! And you provided zero arguments for why any of this is bad, but that is to be expected. Absolutely midwit post which of course would gain traction here. Awful.

I just finished reading palantir’s manifesto & I need you to understand what you’re actually looking at because this is the MOST important document the tech world has produced this year most people came away thinking «wow what a thoughtful essay about patriotism and technology »…I came away thinking this is the most elegant justification for corporate capture of the state apparatus ever written & I want to walk you through why krp opens with «silicon valley owes a moral debt to the country that made its rise possible » & frames the entire document as a call to civic duty, but read between the lines and what he’s actually saying is that the engineering elite should be embedded inside the defense and intelligence apparatus of the nation, he’s describing exactly what palantir has already done and dressing it up as patriotism «the question is not whether AI weapons will be built, it is who will build them and for what purpose »sounds like a warning but it’s actually a sales pitch, he’s telling every gov on earth that the choice is binary either you buy from us or your adversaries will build it without you, this is the oldest arms dealer rhetoric in history wrapped in SV vocabulary « hard power in this century will be built on software »is the key sentence of the entire manifesto because this is where karp reveals the real thesis, he’s saying whoever controls the software layer of national defense controls the nation itself & if you’ve been following my threads you know that palantir’s gotham and foundry platforms are already plugged into the intelligence feeds the satellite data, financial transactions & communications of dozens of govts worldwide through a single ontological knowledge graph that creates a technological dependency so deep that migrating away would mean rebuilding the entire institutional memory of the organization from scratch this is vendor lockin at the scale of nation states and I’m personally convinced it was designed this way from the beginning «we should applaud those who attempt to build where the market has failed to act » is karp defending palantir’s expansion into every domain the gov used to handle itself, policing immigration, military targeting intelligence analysis public health, everywhere the state retreats palantir advances and what was once a government function becomes a private service that the government can no longer perform without plantir’s permission and here’s what I think makes it even more concerning, these systems are increasingly autonomous meaning the AI layer is making targeting recommendations threat assessments & resource allocation decisions that humans inside gov are rubber stamping without fully understanding the underlying logic a bureaucrat inside the pentagon / DGSI sees a recommendation from the system & approves it because the system has been right 97% of the time and questioning it would require technical expertise that no one in the room has, this is algorithmic governance wearing the mask of human decision making «the atomic age is ending, a new era of deterrence built on ai is set to begin »is the MOST chilling sentence in the document because karp is explicitly saying that ai based deterrence will replace nuclear deterrence as the organizing principle of global power, and whoever builds that ai deterrence layer owns the 21st century the same way whoever built the bomb owned the 20th & he’s telling you plainly that palantir intends to be that builder «national service should be a universal duty » & « we should only fight the next war if everyone shares in the risk »sounds noble until you realize that he is proposing a system where citizens serve the state & the state is operationally dependent on palantir, the public bears the risk and palantir captures the value, soldiers fight wars planned by algorithms they can’t audit built by a company they can’t vote out

@MaziyarPanahi It missed at least two cars in demo?

Gemma 4 looks at a parking lot. Decides what to ask. Calls SAM 3.1. "Segment all vehicles." 64 found. "Now just the white ones." 23 found. One model reasoning and orchestrating. One model executing. Both running locally on a MacBook. MLX. No cloud. No API.

My apologies, Claude I wasn't familiar with your game

Thanks for the warning I guess

You can’t be dating out of your consciousness bracket

Wow. They're erecting walls in attention-space.

Irongrim shook his head, cleared his throat and focused on the crystal again. Light was pouring just as it was before, but the mirror in front of it grew dimmer by the minute. Even though the orcs around him all stood with their backs toward him and were now obscured by the fog, he felt the pressure in their thick heads grow. If an alarm was to be raised, it would be a first one for many of them. As the mirror grew close to being fully devoid of red light, he raised the torch and opened his mouth, ready to give the order he was assigned to give. But before a single sound could leave his throat, a strange tremor shook the sanctuary. A low growl reverberated across the hold, shaking the Sanctuary floor ever so little as it spread. Some of those standing next to loudhorns grasped them tighter in distress, but the tremor itself wasn’t strong enough to throw even someone as small as goblin off balance. Irongrim lost his composure only for a moment, but his attention returned to the mirror in the ceiling immediately after. The light in the mirror shone stronger now! The shake seemed to clear the fog a little, and now it was dissipating further, as if blown away by a giant forge bellow. Relieved, Irongrim opened his mouth again to dismiss the alarm and return the garrison to standby. He inhaled deeply to shout “Alarm dismissed!” but the only thing he could get out was “Alarm..!” before he broke into a sharp and violent cough that bent him in two. Seeking to regain balance, he put his foot down but found nothing underneath it. He tumbled clumsily and fell forward, disappearing in the hole before him, torch still in his hand. The torchwood at the bottom of the red glass sphere blew up in fire, as Irongrim fell into it and screamed in horror. “Alarm!” — the guards immediately repeated in discord as they put their mouths to horns. By the time the first guard turned away and saw captain tumbling in the fiery pit it was too late. Irongrim, burnt but otherwise fine, managed to climb out of the red bubble, but blares of the loudhorns were now spredaing throughout the abyss, chasing after the fog that filled Sanctum mere minutes before. There was no stopping it now. --- — What the fuck? — Turn it off! — I can’t! — Well stop the smoke then! — There is no smoke! The exhaust fan is on and it still tripped the alarm. Rishi and Anton looked at the ceiling in panic and despair. The smoke detector was blaring and the red dot in its center was blinking as if there was a real flame dancing inside of it. Indeed, there was no smoke — but the air still smelled of oil and something sour. And somewhere beneath that, one could make out — if only barely — the smell of burnt orc hair.

G'dharaim Keep was on high alert. Everyone in the Sanctum felt uneasy but tried not to show it — the fog that had been creeping on them from the abyss below had finally reached fortress’ walls and started seeping through the openings. It smelled of oil and something sour, making it difficult for ork guards to breathe. Irongrim looked around the Sanctum again. He was in the center of a large circular stone circle held by six pillars hanging from above — columns stretching from Apex above, which held Sanctum and the entire upside-down citadel over the abyss. The hall could very well have been a wyvern nest — the ceiling was a skull’s throw away, and there was nothing separating the interior from the abyss outside — openings weren’t windows as much as they were barn-sized doors. Every opening had a pair of guards standing on the precipice. Each guard in the Sanctum garrison was of monumental stature, but seemed almost inadequate next to the loudhorns they were assigned. Until a few minutes ago, the guards were lazily staring out in the distance, but now each had a baffled (if not nervous) look on their face as they tried to pierce the fog with their gaze and make out familiar outlines of mountains in the abyss. Some even turned around to see if the Crystal was still shining. And shine Crystal did — if only thanks to shaman priests’ magic. All shamans were gathered in the Apex — a larger circular floor above, where no guard could enter, and no one knew the ritual to summon Crystal’s bright red light but them. Sometimes those on duty in Sanctum would hear humming or faint sounds of chanting coming from above, but they’d never see shamans themselves. The only time they ever could was during the garrison change, but even then the priests would always be locked in a closed carriage on top of mubaak’s back, shielding the from curious eyes and intruders alike. Some weaker orks and goblins assigned to provision duties swore that shamans had four arms, their eyes were made of glass, and sparks flew out of their mouths when they spoke. These stories became so common they would be mocked by guards and treated as tall tales by high captains, but the stories stayed more or less consistent nonetheless. ”— Keep yer loudhorns close!” - Irongrim roared. Even in suffocating fog, high captain’s voice was loud and clear. The Sanctum guard straightened up. Clanking and coughing rose and quickly subsided as everyone on duty leaned closer to their loudhorns and cleared their throats — just in case. No one turned to look at the crystal anymore. Irongrim rose from his throne, took the torch from the pillar next to him and walked towards a hole in the floor. He stopped a step away from it and gazed into it. Through red glass outside the hole, the abyss below was barely visible and the bottom of the glass bubble was lined with firewood and smelled of resin. Captain raised his head above. Directly over the hole was the Crystal — rather, not the Crystal itself, but the dome in which it resided. Right across from it, on the other side of the dome was another light. When he first saw it on his a few weeks ago, Irongrim thought there were two Crystals, but on his second or third shift as Shoutguard’s Captain, he realized it was something else. Back then, a passing cloud had entered the Sanctum and partially obscured the intense red light, and Irongrim saw that it was some kind of one-way glass — it merely reflected part of light produced by the Crystal in front of it, but was transparent otherwise. As his eyes adjusted, Irongrim could make out some movement behind the translucent mirror — a shaman in a ritual dance, no doubt. He never saw through the mirror fully, but the whole setup would spring to mind each time he’d hear anyone mention Thrakk or Ghraap — the Lightgiver and Lighttaker deities, who chase each other across the skies as Ghraap keeps mocking Thrakk by flaunting the light he stole from him.

@redaction everything's correlated if you omit enough data✋

Vindicated

How Isaac be moving when he finds Transcendence:

You've fallen prey to other people using the term "friend" loosely. 99% of the time comments encouraging you to "make friends everywhere" are about being "on good terms" and not "get intimately close with them" (which you rightfully consider being a friend) Even though your presentation goes against the grain, your conclusions and principles are correct. "Friends" are high-end investments and becoming one shouldn't be forced by neither of you. Everything else is just noise and "time theft" (as per Francis Bacon).

Sisyphus only gets to rest while the boulder is tumbling down.

Read the room bruh

Me trying to figure out the connection between the Epstein files release, the insane moves in precious metals, whatever TF is going on in Iran, the Apaches that just flew by my window, and the AI chatbots self-assembling into social networks

This guy literally explains how to flip an egg in 1 minute

What the fuck is happening in American "sports"?

Welcome back, Dan Hentschel

Absolutely inside website from a chinese catering SaaS

@boringcompany Ok hear me out

Announcing the Tunnel Vision Challenge! Pitch us your best 1-mile tunnel idea (Loop, freight, pedestrian, utility, etc.), we'll pick a winner, and build it…for free! Details: boringcompany.com/tunnelvision Criteria: -Usefulness (good bang for the bore) -Stakeholder Engagement (get hyped) -Technical, Economic, and Regulatory Feasibility (success is physically possible) Prufrock was designed to build mega-infrastructure projects in a matter of weeks instead of years - so let’s build!

You should bore a tunnel from Comet Ping Pong pizza to a nearby middle school, it would save sooo much time getting kids there