(Image description: meme of a woman yelling in a man's ear. Captions read, "Their foundational text is a Harry Potter fanfic that supposedly teaches science. But it gets ninth-grade biology wrong by fucking up Punnett squares.")
LaSota and those in her orbit alleged that CFAR and its leadership were laced with anti-trans beliefs and practices. (“That's preposterous,” one member of the rationalist community, who is also trans, told me. “Rationalists have the most trans people of any group I've seen that isn't explicitly about being trans. You'd just show up at a math event or house party, and it would be 20 percent trans.”)
The leadership can't be transphobic because 20% of the membership is trans. In related news, the United States government cannot be sexist because [breaks down into bleak and bitter laughter]
Homo sapiens! What an inventive, invincible species. It's only a few million years since they crawled up out of the mud and learned to walk. Puny, defenceless bipeds! They've survived flood, famine and plague. They've survived cosmic wars and holocausts. And now, here they are, out among the stars, waiting to begin a new life! Ready to out-sit eternity. They're indomitable.
What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals!
There’s no way someone earnestly spent their time writing over half a million words on a self-insert Harry Potter fanfic as some form of mental masturbation… right?
I'm trying to think of a polite way to say "in short, no" and "the linked tweet having "effectivealtruism" in it twice should have been a clue", because I'm not that mean, but I probably need more coffee too.
whomst among us has'nt err'd?
Spoken like a man who jerks it to tradwife Midjourney pics. Can't get it up unless the fingers look wrong, can you?
What pushes Levy’s stories beyond being merely on the level of smart magazine essays is the empathy you can sense below the starkness of her sentences. A typical observation: “When I’m at a party and I look across the room I can see everyone holding their red Solo cups and hurting.”
"When I am at a party, I feel like nobody understands me," said the voice of a generation.
One character is nearly canceled when, on a college radio station, she says, “Trigger warnings trigger me.”
2014 sent a Vine; they want their joke back.
Generations no longer understand one another because we haven’t been injected with the same memes.
"Marvy. Fab. Far out," deadpanned Calvin's father.
"Honest, babe, I'd only dump you for a ten-out-of-ten smokeshow as evaluated on my personal scale!"
Yud writing about math is the worst. You get your autodidact problems, because he's never been tested on actually doing calculations. He's always graded his own homework, as it were; all his experience is in rhetorically weaseling out of his mistakes, instead of learning from the red pen. Then you get all the problems that come from "splurging a first draft" out upon his fandom. They miss the mistakes among his meanderings. Quite likely, they lack the experience to detect them, but the beigeness of his prose helps to obscure them anyway. The fan will interpret any confusion as being their own fault, not Yud's, or just dismiss any lack of clarity because the feeling of being special feels so good. So, even if Yud were inclined to learn from meaningful criticism, he's not getting any.
Struggling through Yud's attempt at explaining a basic calculation in quantum mechanics is like reading algebra problems from before algebraic notation was invented.
When the cube with the cose beside it
Equates itself to some other whole number,
Find two others, of which it is the difference.Hereafter you will consider this customarily
That their product always will be equal
To the third of the cube of the cose net.Its general remainder then
Of their cube sides, well subtracted,
Will be the value of your principal unknown.
lakes and seas of people
clearly the AI is going to hug us all and then we turn into TANG
I read War and Peace but have only vague memories of it, because I read it in eighth grade. We had an "accelerated reader" program, you see, in which we were supposed to read books and then take quizzes on them to accumulate points. The longer books counted for more. Nearly all of the list we could pick from looked incredibly boring, so I decided to get a year's worth of points in one go.
Their fluffing Chris Langan is the example that comes to mind for me.