Good god this hits home

Months ago I was visited by a relative who brought their eight year old. She’s single and her boy is ever so slightly mentally not there. He’s smart enough but just not there with everything. Plus the mother is not capable of looking after him. So many wrong things and I hate to judge anything about it … both mother and son are having and will continue to have a hard life.

As we talked, the son spent the entire time with their device looking at YouTube videos.

At one point I wanted to try to make friends and asked him what he was watching … he mumbled and ignored me. I looked over at his video and it was just a completely nonsensical animation of characters running around like in a video game … I couldn’t understand what was happening or why, the cartoon animals were just mumbling nonsense, laughing, running and flashing lights and constant cuts to new scene after new scene. I looked at the kid and he was two steps away from just drooling.

I couldn’t believe it and it scared me. This device was melting any amount of brain power the kid had.

It made me think about myself and what the hell I was doing with my time.

It made me think that the world is all doing the same thing to one degree or another. Some are better, since are terribly worse.

It made me think that humanity is doomed.

It’s all a mad rush of people trying to get to where they don’t want to be as fast as possible

No matter what speed I was going … I’d yank the steering wheel in the direction of this sign.

Grandpa why are your eyes so red?

I have a friend of mine who lives near a big city and labels his wifi networks …

OPP-SURVEILLANCE-VAN-001
OPP-SURVEILLANCE-VAN-002
OPP-SURVEILLANCE-VAN-003

OPP, in our province in Ontario Canada stands for Ontario Provincial Police.

With one eye and three hands

My favourite was WASP

White Anglo Saxon Protestant

It would be economically viable up to a certain age. And if you maintained a certain age average, costs could be easily maintained to sustainable levels.

When you start analyzing the world and people as a series of costs and expenses, it’s very easy to find solutions.

As humans, we’ve already done that many times before … most recently in the 1940s on an industrial scale … we are capable of doing it again.

Just find someone with similar dumpster fires, then you’ll both burn in the passions of what you love

Also, thanks for mentioning DINK - Double Income No Kids … never heard of that before and now I learned something new.

Capitalist Corporations: … hmmmm … I guess there’s no choice … artificial human breeding it is!

Poison the well? … this is like saying we should poison a vat of rotting chicken blood.

Human knowledge and human interaction is already shit to start with … AI learning from us will only produce an authoritarian psychotic intelligence that will see us humans as an enemy to fear and destroy … just like how we think of anything or anyone different from us.

Because they are unknown and we don’t know their motives … based on past human experience … now we must kill it.

Having to ask continously for positive feedback is usually a sign that you are a shitty app or person.

If you are genuinely good at what you do or provide a valuable service or activity … people will be willing to say so on their own.

Reminding people for feedback might remind some people to say something positive, because people are lazy and don’t usually comment.

But if you remind often, all the time and badger them, then it’s usually a sign you don’t have anything valuable to offer and you’re just marketing something as hard as possible.

I’d ask for the stupid AI scanning system to scan my car before I agree to renting it. Once they sign off on the ‘all clear’ notification from their AI scanner before rental, then I’d consider renting it … but after reading this headline, I’d probably just tell them, I’m spending a few hundred dollars more on renting a car from someone else.

HALATOSIS!

HALATOSIS!

A 500ml cup? Lettuce in his clean hamburger? What is this Switzerland?

That American should be holding a 4 gallon 7-Eleven container filled with Mountain Dew and his burger shouldn’t have any vegetables unless it was squeezed out of a bottle and the liquid just dripping all over his shirt, thighs and that brand new chair … and he shouldn’t be weighing 200lbs, he should at least be a 300lb behemoth that is straining the structural capacity of that wivel chair.

We were helping to move a friend from one house to another years ago. It was all rushed with little time to do or plan anything … we had to move truckloads towing trailers full of all their things and drive 400km to make a deadline. And we had to start by driving to them 500km away first! And it all had to happen within 20 hours … it was complete insanity. I ended up driving, packing, working, then driving again non-stop for about 30 hours to everything to the new house. And midway through the trip of hauling everything, we drove through the biggest lightning rain storm I’ve seen in years. The only way to keep things from getting totally soaked was to keep moving.

I remembering driving past the rain and weather and it was 4am and we were dead tired and couldn’t stay awake. We parked on the side of the road and I sat in my driver seat and finally fell asleep. Unfortunately, I was so full of coffee, sugar and food that I couldn’t really sleep … my body went offline and my brain kept racing. I started dreaming that I was still driving and in my driving dream, I kept pushing myself to stay awake and not drift off the road. In my dream, I kept dozing off and wandering on the road. In the dream, I kept scaring myself, held on to the steering wheel and bolted awake again … and again … and again. Finally, still in the dream, I fell asleep and as I dozed off I knew I was drifting off the highway at speed and I could see and feel the truck crashing into the bushes, the trees and into the forest …

I bolted wide awake back into reality, gripped the steering wheel like a madman and slammed on the horn and the brakes as hard as I could … I was still sitting quietly on the highway shoulder. My cousin in the other truck walked over and asked if I was OK and asked why I just sounded my horn.

I was so freaked out by the experience that I stayed awake for the rest of the drive.

And much more boring … and half the population will fight us about it too. We’ll all go down fighting and arguing with one another while our world burns and destroys us.