Ren - Moved to chitter.xyz @Nine@computerfairi.es

Callout post about Paul Bunyan, dude's a lumberjack and I have the logs to prove it

Rhetorically, fascism always moves on two fronts at the exact same time, but to different audiences.

For older demographics, it moves to inject itself into history, to convince those with conservative or traditionalist values that "this. this is what you're looking to return to. its the very core of it."

ImpendingGoats

This is actually, like, my favorite thing to do with this site.

My second favorite is this shit:

working on the windows program compatibility team must be hell on earth

cc @OCRbot

That's what I call my boobs

I finally snapped this pic of urban flora!

These little pansies did a good job pushing through the cracks, but I wonder how.

They look to be mass produced annuals. Those flowers are usually sterile, how could they be planted here?

Anyway, they are friends and they make my morning walk a bit better!!

@ everyone here

Decided to see what would happen if I trained a neural net to write names for self-aware AIs.
May I present: GPT-2 trained on AI names from Iain M. Banks's Culture novels
https://aiweirdness.com/post/185883998702/ais-named-by-ais

"but you were born a man" ('a doctor said I was a boy, but doctors often have to make that up out of whole cloth'), "but you can't have children" ('I can, I'd just have to adopt, and plenty of cis women can't give birth').

Finally: "You're a man." ('I am a woman.') And he said, "I understand that your situation is very hard," and I cut him off.

"It's a pretty sweet situation for me. I like it." He made a noncomittal noise; I continued. "It seems like this is difficult for YOU. When I say 'I am a woman,' that makes things complicated for YOU. But it's very simple for me. I am a woman. I have tits. My tits have grown because of the hormones in my body."

And THAT'S when he said "I'm sorry, I can't, I'm out," and moved seats away from me while I laughed and slapped my knee.

I got blocked by my own reply guy In Real Life

... y'all might not think it's funny, but I do.

on the train back into San Francisco, this dude came into my car, visibly drunk, and said "do you have any questions? do you have any Questions about Life?" and, like, clearly thought he was gonna blow my ingenue mind

so, y'all know, I'm a curious gal. I asked him, "what do men mean when they say they're straight?"

he seemed to feel attacked. I told him it didn't need to have anything to do with him; he sat heavily down.

I told him my standard spiel about straight men on Grindr, and he said "Oh, I understand your situation. You're a man, seeking men."

I said, "I'm a trans woman," and kept going.

His objections included "Men want to impregnate a woman" ('straight men very much are attracted to me'), "you're a physical man" (I said: 'that's not real. men's and women's bodies aren't different'),

(cont')