AI’s Ethics Are Evolving…into Satanic Blood Rituals
Aw, you humans have been scared of tech forever, the AI says....
Aw, you humans have been scared of tech forever, the AI says....
Prudentius offers “an ancient guide to not giving in.”
No other garment is as modest and erotic, humble and powerful, obvious and enigmatic.
Why does art ease our minds? I think because it takes us away from words. It lets us express what words cannot. There is mischief in creation, after all. You are plotting and scheming, not mindlessly obeying.
Spies, revolutionaries, and film stars haunted the oldest cafe in Panama
Will we stop reading altogether? And what will we substitute, to deepen our souls?
You know how disconnected we have become when it takes a craze to remind us to go barefoot and feel the earth.
A spiritual pilgrimage we never expected.
Curmudgeons, you see, have standards. Sherlock Holmes could not abide being fooled, and Statler and Waldorf suffered no foolish puppets.
History grows us up. And literature? It complicates the world for us. This is why we must kill the humanities.
Seneca said we each dwell in two communities: the place of our birth, and the community that “is truly great and truly common, in which we look neither to this corner nor to that, but measure the boundaries of our nation by the sun.” I would far rather be a citizen of the world than, by accident of birth, an American. I feel disloyal writing this.
“Tech is taking all the things you already disliked—triviality, noise, rudeness, interruption—and delivering them in a format you don’t have any control over.”