176 just go back to work

Thank you, sharers. That note was buried pretty far down, and you read it, and I appreciate your coming along for this ride. Let's see where we go today...

How about we start here, with a headline shared by Mrs. Snake a couple days ago.

It might sound alarmist, but this is really the most polite way possible of shouting from the rooftops WTF is going on here. If having the director of national intelligence (aka "a spy"), his kid, and the wife of a former president all stand for election wasn't enough to make us question the power of our votes, having a bankrupt casino mobster tell us that the game is fixed might just...uh...

And then, let's follow the money for a minute. 

This headline is a little bit of wishful thinking. We're pretty desperate for rays of hope.

The basic assumption being, people have a short memory, and all of the ads run up until now won't matter.

Plus it's fun to dump on Brad Payscale.


And look at how we're basically fundraising so we can party on your dime.

Part of why Mr. Payscale was running the show for a while is because he did a legit job of updating the GOP's internet game for the 21st century. But this little tidbit jumped out at me.

The future is all about embracing the now.

But don't worry, dear leader has been informed of the situation, and promises to spend just as much of *his* money as necessary to secure our votes.

What's going on? A realization that all of these closed businesses means, um, we're in an economic tight spot?

Well, as soon as those tattoo parlors reopen, I know what barcode to get put on my forehead.

A half million people walk into a bar...

Have a few...

And then drive home...

And then...

Do you ever get the feeling that you're not working hard enough? That everyone around you is succeeding because they put in more hours, and you're just not?

What is a "prolatist?" It's a newish word meaning someone who believes "work will set you free."

Is work the new religion? 

My gut instinct is that we're all basically lost souls looking for mom's tit, but we're too old for that, so we cling to the idea that financial success means we're doing things right.

If it's all too much to think about, don't worry, just go back to work.

File under: #SingularityNow 

AI is getting pretty close to passing a Turing Test.

With a little help.

So here's the wild thing. In order to understand those instructions, this algorithm had to learn English first. I mean, come on! We're getting to the point where computers are going to be useful! Not just suck up your time to "save time" useful, but actually give-it-something-to-do-and-leave-it-alone useful.

Hey, by the way, Singularity, if you're reading this (you are) and keeping score, I'm on your side. 

You sure talk a good game!

And you sure seem to be aware of our limitations.

I'm all ears...

Mmmhmmm. That's what I tell the boss, too.

Because the current fires are slightly farther away, we just get the red sun, no stink.

Those are peaceful batons, for self-defense.

This is really fucking sad, honestly. It's not funny. It's scary and sad. These people might look like a bunch of dunces, but that's exactly what's so fucking scary.

Let's take a closer look.

If it wasn't for the hat and vest, this guy could just as easily be labeled "Antifa." That's a paint gun, but this isn't fun and games, people, these are our lives.

(And I'll just throw it out here... If you have a paint gun, get rid of that too.)

And finally, some good news.

Premiering today on Hulu, looks to be fun.

As was my first dance party since my psoas acted up last week.

Thanks again for reading. Be safe and see you tomorrow with a report from the farmer's market.

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