It's impressive how he manages to misread the characters of Dr. Manhattan, Han Solo and Sherlock Holmes.
How the fuck do you get to the point of writing a line like "Some white nationalists ... have, to their credit" without your own intestine leaping up to throttle your brain?
The title of the post was "Is Clickbait Destroying Our General Intelligence?". Now, "general intelligence" is something totally different from the g of Pioneer Fund/Mankind Quarterly numberwang racism, honest, we promise. It's just something we use the presumed existence of g to argue for. See? Completely different!
Also, this post was designated among the "best of LessWrong 2018".
Polycule implies some level of ongoing relationship that probably involves more than just meeting up for sex.
Source: I live in Somerville, Massachusetts
Despite the explicit exhortation to take the good parts from new things and integrate them into your own thinking, and the assertion that Campbellian SF teaches this, neither Yud nor any of the commenters seem to appreciate the possibility of doing this with cyberpunk. For them, if a story does not include a scientist expositing his ideas, it cannot be a story with ideas. The slightest amount of flourish in the prose makes even rather blunt themes like "the street will find its own uses for things" and "the rich are not even human" completely invisible.
When I was a youngster (before I had developed any such notion as "taste"), my SF reading ran the gamut from A Wrinkle In Time and The Giver, to The Caves of Steel, to The Ophiuchi Hotline. (I didn't finish The Difference Engine for the same reason I didn't finish Foundation: Stopping the book and starting over with all new characters confounded and discouraged me. So, I expect that Valis would have been too much for me, but that I might have finished A Scanner Darkly or Flow My Tears, The Policeman Said.) When I tried to write an SF novel myself, it obviously ended up trying to do all those things. The native Martians had destroyed themselves and ruined their planet in nuclear war; one tiny faction tried to survive by turning themselves into data patterns in the computer of a subterranean city from which they could be resynthesized. One of the scientists on the human team investigsting the city millions of years later is the victim of social bias because he has a rare illness that both causes blindness and makes his body reject cybernetic implants. It eventually turns out that this illness is due to an ancient, noncorporeal life form trying to form a symbiotic relationship. Et cetera.
Yud:
I didn't stick to merely the culture I was raised in, because that wasn't what that culture said to do. The characters I read didn't keep to the way they were raised. They were constantly being challenged with new ideas and often modified or partially rejected those ideas in the course of absorbing them.
Also Yud: ewww Neuromancer is icky
Yud:
But if you consider me to be more than usually intellectually productive for an average Ashkenazic genius in the modern generation
It's not just a load-bearing if, it's a conditional that manages to be vaguely racist under all the smug. C-c-combo move!
nakedly fantasizing
Worst mental image of the day
The most pedantic nerds on Earth (complimentary) have strengthened their "LLMs fuck off" rule with VCR instructions for quickly deleting stuff by people with a history of LLM use.
The last evil will be defeated using the sign of the cool S
Your Art has stagnated. You are going in circles. Maybe you’re inching forward, it’s hard to tell, but if you are, it’s not enough. What happened to your tsuyoku naritai?
Note to self: revise manifesto to be 22% less weeb
a leaderless cult had freshly formed
a Stand Alone Complex, but with slop
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