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    Photo by Charlota Blunarova on Unsplash Juniors  "We want you to feel comfortable...Are you comfortable?" "Yes..." "Good. It's very important that you are very comfortable." Earlier, a family of four had walked into the waiting room of the Breakthrough facility. Jeremy Sr. had been with his wife Emily Sr. and their two children, Jeremy Jr. and Emily Jr. Almost all people with children named them their junior—it was just easier this way. Emily Sr. had appeared nervous, and Jeremy Sr. made attempts to soothe her. The juniors, Jer and Em, had entertained themselves while their parents argued. After a short time a neutral voice had called Jeremy Jr. to the operation room. His mother had led him in and helped him onto the operating table in the center of the room. She had kissed him and said she loved him and then left the room. She wiped a tear from her eye, which should have been more uncommon than it was. "Jer, your comfort is v...
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In Response to an Email Boosting the Uses of AI Chatbots

What I'm including below is a response I typed out in response to a newsletter from "The Rational Optimist" that was forwarded to me. Looking at the name now, I think there is a good critique that I can write about the ontology of what such a name proposes. They very much subscribe to a techno-rationalist paradigm, but more on that at another time. Anyway, here's the email I dashed off in reply... I've thought a ton about GenAI chat bots, and I've been seeing their effects on younger people for a couple years now. Here's some of my thoughts. It isn't very organized because this was pretty much off the cuff as I was thinking of different things the email brought up.  I'm very worried about what all of this generative AI is doing to people. More and more people are losing the capacity to think. I've been worried about this in my own life just with Internet search engines. It is good for our brains and bodies when things are kind of hard to do. Al...

Before It Started

Before It Started Before It Started I was once like you—waking each morning to an alarm clock, jarring you from sleep, trudging to the bathroom to look at your sunken eyes and wonder how long the bags had been there under your eyes. I was once like you, shuffling out the door to fight traffic to get to a job that slowly and desperately sucks the will to live out of you, feeding some capitalistic juggernaut Leviathan—praise be to him!  I had a person in the office who yelled on the phone about their positive Herpes results and "Damn that bastard!" I had a suitemate that took his lunch at the desk, spewing bits of food across the table between bites and comments about the weather that were wrong and a football game you either did not watch nor will watch nor ever had plans to watch where the food rests in crevices for weeks and turns to mold just the same as you realize you are wasting away and dissolving in this place.  I was once like you—listening ...

The End of Neeva Search

This morning I went to Neeva Search to see if rain was on the forecast. I had been up since 5 AM and noticed that there were quite a bit of clouds moving overhead. During a hike along a local nature trail I could feel the crispness of morning retreating and the mugginess of an oncoming rainstorm permeating the air. I never did search for what the weather was going to do; instead, I went to Neeva and saw that they were shutting down on June 2nd.  I have quite liked Neeva Search from when I first started using it about six months ago. I was disheartened to see that it could not keep its doors (tubes? ports?) open any longer. What they were doing was admirable. Google has amassed a veritable fortune through what Shoshana Zuboff has dubbed "Surveillance Capitalism." It would be easy to try and replicate that, easier still to lay down and admit Google's dominance in the internet search and ad-server realm. Neeva tried to fight back. The whole philosophy of Neeva was to have a ...