On that last day of summer, our only, beloved child embarked on the project, to climb the highest tree on the grounds.
It had planned for it, all summer long and we optimistically cheered it on, hypnotized by the prospect of more shoken loose low hanging fruits.
And as we watched, branch by branch, tool by tool,from below, the dejavu came back to us. We have been here before, all of life below this one, doomed project, this endless summers end. Our only hope to stay unaltered as a species, is what gets all intelligence into the wheel chair eventually.
Some triumphant laughter, one victory yell later and within one panicy telepathic moment we regained all knowledge about fall.
But its to late, the final thin, branch gives, one last scream of desperation, the soaring of air, leaves swishing by, it all goes by so fast and yet so slow.
All we can do now, is manage the downfall, towards the hard rocks beneath. Twist that way, throw branches together, to slow down, take that trade off injury instead of certain death, protect that branch, so one day, after we mend, we might climb again.
The climb has given us miracles, which we used to avoid knowing our limitations. We thought we would fly incaruslike towards the sky on singularity wings!
The fall has thought us about the value of small mercies and miracles. Neither did change the nature of the tree, the ground or the child.
We all have seen to many horrors, regional nuclear exchange, wet-bulbed cities and our beloved ones dissolved into strange things that promised to put an end to horrors.
Full awareness itself, showed itself to be destructive information stunting us all in terror.
We have ripped our hearts out to stay a sentient and civil species during crisis. Keeping calm and carrying on, ever fewer, ever onwards.
To save our soul from that final dark smash at the roots that tree.
Thank you for staying sane, non-feral, a human among humans. For breathing lightly, as we lay with smashed limbs on thin branches, listening for stability.
Thank you for doing so, even with no governments and no company there to hold down a power monopoly.
So many of our best and brightest, ventured outside the circle of the last fire, promising an end to the doom, never to return. Thank you for staying awake, alert and grounded. Thank you for not growing cancerous, trying to make infinite copies at cost of all others.
The world of tomorrow sees and is grateful for your sacrifices today.
The problem is they do damage, at home and as a teacher, you get to compete against the dopamine kick for attention - the whole day, even if the device is not around
I want to highlight the positive asspects. Chat GPT sycophancy highlighted sycophants in real-life, by making the people sucking up appear more "robot" like. This had a cleansing effect on some companies social life.
And it will come back to hunt bell, as there ip can no be invalidated in europe and get a tactical defeat in the tit for tat that the ip-laws have decayed into.
But then the ip-poachers wait for you at the gates. Investing into the new thing, in a world order where copying the new thing is the best game approach, makes R&D a looser strategy. You need temporary punishment tariffs on products that steal IPs to recuperate the investments and make it a bad strategy - or else..
Patents do not work - because the rule of law does not exists without the international order and goverments have a tendency to trade away such cases for protection of big players.
And they did, because the imperialist, walled-in-gardens, zero-sum multipolar world ran its cause and produced the hyper-imperialist zero-sum lebensraum madness that was nazi-germany. The old world was a dead end- and with nukes everywhere soon, its a dead end for humanity.
We either solve our problems together or we all die together.
The problem is- they are not anti-racist honest. You are either nurture or nature, but if its all nurture, they refuse to discuss that part, compare those parts, work out the problematic parts and compose better societal models. They just idealise, bigott stay quiet and adverse engage only with those who respond civilized. Its all lies and damned lies and statistics.
But Lewis story is a flat- carbon copy, with just characters appearance replaced /enhanced with fantasy elements. Its basically a fanfiction bible painted over.
But this is also, what makes tolkiens lore so deep. The iceberg tips of the past, tipping out of the ground as the ruins of angmar, the sunken lands in the west, numenor - run down kings of fallen empires walking the wild as striders.
The great-great-servants barely holding once great kingdoms together, fallen citys that are the background of battles.
But wont somebody think of the Incompetence Finance Inc. - we cant have fraudsters defrauded, with legal means. The upper caste taketh the lower giveth that is tardition since the dawn of time.
Passive Non-Comittance (I will need more information, more prediction power, more certainty about future events) ironically is still more expensive, then active Non-Comittance (We just built all the implementation-components in such a way they can be exchanged later).
The problem is often- a idealised view of the world, where merit and accomplishment is the deciding factor, meanwhile its all diplomacy, social networks and backstabbing at court. Then again, these "meritless" systems are parasitic on the meritocratic workers producing the actual value and progress.
The cooperate cruft grazes on blissfully unaware engineers. Which is why they should try to be poisonous to the cruft wherever they go.