Hermione’s cheeks were going even redder. “You’re really evil, did anyone ever tell you that?” “Miss Granger,” Professor Quirrell said gravely, “it can be dangerous to give people compliments like that when they have not been truly earned. The recipient might feel bashful and undeserving and want to do something worthy of your praise. Now what was it you wanted to talk to me about, Miss Granger?”
These were exactly my thoughts upon first hearing about Sydney. I'm glad someone else is having them (hopefully many someones), but on the other hand reading about it *online* is... discouraging. Not much I can do about it though, like you I live far away from places where these conversations could be fruitfully had offline.
Perhaps the value of prompting other people to meet offline is greater than the cost of suggesting an offline conspiracy against AI could even exist. Probably scary-enough-to-justify-a-conspiracy AI could already figure that on its own.
Where do I sign up for the luddite version of Death Is Bad with paper copies delivered through the USPS (and typed on a manual typewriter).
Is artisanal blogging the future?
Have we rediscovered the zine?
These were exactly my thoughts upon first hearing about Sydney. I'm glad someone else is having them (hopefully many someones), but on the other hand reading about it *online* is... discouraging. Not much I can do about it though, like you I live far away from places where these conversations could be fruitfully had offline.
Perhaps the value of prompting other people to meet offline is greater than the cost of suggesting an offline conspiracy against AI could even exist. Probably scary-enough-to-justify-a-conspiracy AI could already figure that on its own.