Philosoraptor [he/him, comrade/them]

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  • Obviously the Nazis being stopped was a good thing. But I dont have to worship the nations that did it to appreciate it. Nor do I have to exonerate them of their atrocities to say that this one course of action was good.

    His point is that this is the same kind of critical support that MLs want to extend to AES states. MLs have a lot of criticisms of, e.g., contemporary China. They just think it is one of the better available realistic alternatives, and deserves qualified support over (say) the United States. MLs agree that a stateless society is the eventual goal (and that China is flawed), but believe that as a matter of practical real-world tactics, it is better to support China against the US in the same way it was better to support the US against Nazi Germany.


  • I think what chloroken is getting at is “the key word here is ‘theory’” sounds like a dismissal in the same vein as “evolution is just a theory.” The sense of ‘theory’ in both “evolutionary theory” and “leftist theory” is the same, and in both cases it’s distinct from the colloquial sense. It means “body of conceptual academic work,” not “hypothetical belief.” In neither case does it imply dogmatism.

    “Every state is authoritarian” is a pretty non-controversial claim in leftist political theory of any stripe. Comrade’s point was “China is authoritarian” is a non-sequitur from any leftist perspective, because China is a state so of course it is. Anarchist and ML theorists are going to disagree on the implications of that basic observation.












  • I dunno, a lot of the early (pre-commercially viable) versions of these tools were significantly more interesting largely in virtue of the fact that they didn’t reliably give you exactly what you wanted. As a kind of creative tool, that can actually be useful (or at the very least produce output that’s not just more of the same). The early Deep Dream versions where it hallucinated eyes and dogs all over everything (e.g. ) at least had a distinctive psychedelic style that was kind of neat, and suggesting things like “Why Are Men’s Penises in Such a Tizzy?” or “Spiders Are Getting Smarter, and So, So Loud” as NYT opinion columns is actually pretty funny. In both those cases, it’s the failure mode that’s interesting in virtue of the gap between what people were asking for and what they were getting. There’s some space to play in there. As tech companies managed to round off those sharp corners and move toward commercial viability, this sort of light surrealism converged on the homogenous slop we all hate today. Part of what makes these things suck so hard is that they’re totally frictionless: they will bend over backward to do exactly what you want exactly how you want it, while also producing something that looks exactly like how you’d expect the exact average of every piece of art ever produced would look. It’s both sycophantic and boring, and the output is the artistic version of pink slime formed into the shape of different foods.



  • What nobody really anticipated was that inhuman machines generating text strings through essentially stochastic recombination might be funny. But GPT had a strange, brilliant, impressively deadpan sense of humor. It had a habit of breaking off midway through a response and generating something entirely different. Once, it decided to ignore my request and instead give me an opinion column titled “Why Are Men’s Penises in Such a Tizzy?” (“No, you just can’t help but think of the word ‘butt’ in your mind’s eye whenever you watch male porn, for obvious reasons. It’s all just the right amount of subtlety in male porn, and the amount of subtlety you can detect is simply astounding.”) When I tried to generate some more newspaper headlines, they included “A Gun Is Out There,” “We Have No Solution” and “Spiders Are Getting Smarter, and So, So Loud.”

    I ended up sinking several months into an attempt to write a novel with the thing. It insisted that chapters should have titles like “Another Mountain That Is Very Surprising,” “The Wetness of the Potatoes” or “New and Ugly Injuries to the Brain.” The novel itself was, naturally, titled “Bonkers From My Sleeve.” There was a recurring character called the Birthday Skeletal Oddity. For a moment, it was possible to imagine that the coming age of A.I.-generated text might actually be a lot of fun.

    This is what they took from us.