(Edit, the video on there has since been removed).
Very interesting to say the least. I think it is a bit of a must read/watch. Also because ignorant me would love the input of anyone who knows a lot more about this than I do. On the video: “facebook recently shut down chat bots after they started speaking their own language”. What does that even mean?
And no, I don’t plan on getting a self driving car any time soon. I just bought a second hand car that’s manual for crying out loud. It’s been a long time, and gosh darn it if I don’t love the heck out of it. Manual cars are super fun. And as my elderly friend in Colorado has always said, “I like to drive my cars, not have them drive me”. If she only knew where that was really heading…
*Trigger warning: there’s a picture of a clown in this post
I have started cleaning house.
I’m going to be brutal. (No, really…)
Then two days ago I found this. It belonged to my twin brother. Why I have it, I cannot answer.
(Mostly due to temporary paralysis, and now I just can’t remember).
But it is, truly, the stuff of nightmares.
(And italicized, centralised, poetic importance.)
And I swear, I heard some synapses burn out when I saw it. And others that absolutely refused to be created…
(Also, if you can, take a moment to listen to this…
oh my…)
a small pin cushion I had made for my mother when I was in high school, when I first learnt some cross stitching.
I can’t believe my mother is now eighty years old, and she is still using it!
Her sense of humour well and truly intact, as that spear of a needle in its right ear, was, initially, right in the middle of her forehead (that innocent bunny’s, not my mother’s).
It is funny about memory, because I had completely forgotten about it, of course, but as soon as I saw it, I remembered how upset I was that I had made a stitching mistake on its left ear. And I had somehow missed a couple of stitches on the other ear. My sweet mother didn’t want me to fix it, but I remember how utterly crushed I was.
Yesterday I watched a video on a science site about intelligence. Behold a short conversation I had with my husband this morning:
Me: I watched a video yesterday…blah blah…and it turns out I could be a perfectionist. Husband: slowly closing refrigerator door… come to think of it, I can’t describe, accurately, the look on his face…
I am on Facebook. And a number of things have happened recently where I have really re-pondered social media.
Then a pastor friend posted this video about Facebook, including interviews with a couple of the original players. It was timely. If you find yourself with a spare 15 minutes sometime, I really recommend you watch it. You may have already seen it, and I know a lot of you have the same concerns etc. (Something I have loved about WP, it seems that generally there is a shared spirit amongst users that it doesn’t become toxic like these other platforms. Of course, it does sometimes, but overall, my experience has been wonderful. I hope yours has too.)
(It does have a clickbait title, unfortunately. But it is a very worthwhile video.)
I have thought about ways to be a little more real on here, too..I did record myself reading one of my poems, but I have had trouble uploading it. Not a hard process in theory, and I followed all of the steps, and it is still not working. I will persevere…
In the mean time, I thought I would add a selfie I took today. I really don’t like taking them, so there won’t be more for a while and it is in black and white because, geez, I don’t want to be that real… Plus, I didn’t want to make you jealous, northern hemispherers, by showing off my tan 🤡 Actually, it isn’t a big deal. I hardly wear makeup, after all.
And now it is really warm outside, and in the spirit of taking my ponderings seriously about screen time, I am signing off for now to go have a drink with my husband. Hopefully catch you soon as I really do love reading and looking at all of your amazing work! Take care WPers. Let’s make a better world…or at least, try.
An American friend shared this article about Stanislav Petrov on Facebook today. I had never heard of him, I am ashamed to say. If you have the time, read the article and watch the clip. I promise you, it is worth the time. And honestly, I dare you to not cry.
(From article: In 1983, he was on duty when the Soviet Union’s early warning satellite indicated the U.S. had fired nuclear weapons at his country. He suspected, correctly, it was a false alarm and did not immediately send the report up the chain of command. Petrov died at age 77.)
