The best kind of fact.
If any GenZ want to know why I do uncool things even though you've attempted to educate me: it's because doing so makes you physically cringe like an ice cube down the spine and it's funny.
I assume that's all flying foxes, and not just one that ate a bad mango.
The only thing I use an LLM for is answering random questions I have throughout the day. "Why does my car windscreen freeze over when the air temperature doesn't get that low?" "How does a circumflex change pronunciation?" "What's a simple recipe for honey-mustard dressing?"
Knowledge = power = energy = mass, which is why time dilates while you're in a book shop. (Sorry to Terry Pratchett.)
In New Zealand we're currently waiting on the release of a report from a parliamentary commission on the state of the Jehovah's Witnesses following decades of abuse claims. We don't expect it to be light reading.
"You have been lied to" "This will change your life" "This one weird trick".
I'm a little bit over hyperbolic claims in blog post titles.
Every argument I ever hear against thinking about things in the cool space future boils down to "we couldn't do it this financial quarter so it'll never be possible at all".
WE NEVER TALK ABOUT THAT. 😣
Depends how fast the Death Star can traverse. It's built for attacking stationary targets.
Dude had a piece of good luck and now he's working it for all the serotonin it's worth.
"If he seduces something from the mineral kingdom now, he's collected the whole set."