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On the other hand if western democracy is mainly constituted by inherited monetary wealth and that of social institutions, it's easy to see how it becomes naturalized in some minds, and appears as a sort of inherent cultural difference. Which is awful.

Even more difficult considering the wide class disparity: for some who turned to violence and/or radicalism it was clear since late 90s, for others (like Germans) the moment has passed unnoticed. Far easier to see clear breaks in so called hybrid regimes.

That is to say that it's very difficult to put a mark on the timeline of western societies at which they have passed a point of no return via mostly neo-liberal processes. Difficult to say when exactly the "vote for change" or "wave the flag for change" ceased to be meaningful.

Were I some kind of scholar, I'd write that democracy isn't a heritable on/off switch but a spectrum constituted by social institutions which are easily eroded, monetized, privatized, etc to a point where civil, peaceful responses are addressing non-existent societies.

And this would probably be my angle about theory of what is a video game.

This is very much how it looks like from an ASD boat being rocked by a myriad digital ecologies vying for attention. But I often wonder if this is also familiar outside neurodiversity. And weirdly enough I've never known fandom about anything, even once.

One of the actual highlights in this awful year was learning that hyperfocus is less about focus and more about inability to extricate oneself from a particular narrow mental and ethical ecology. It's like as if someone else always sets your clock.

On a completely serious note when sculptor Richard Serra said "work comes out of work" he was talking about RLHF to yourself on your own work. Pretty much every photographer does it as well.

And not random people at that! What fomo does to a mfer!

Let us all remember that for a few years a massive amount of people believed predict-next-token-machine will predict next unknown in science as if it was a token. As if nature, science and language are one single thing and truth is like getting three cherries in a slot machine.

I understand why thinkers of all kinds prefer to forget about the difference between the pure and the applied maths particularly in relation to physics, but it makes a lot of philosophy of math related conversations sound like a game of marbles.

Or perhaps it's because it was written prior to the stampede around the topic in past two years. In any case, composiotionality of authorship is a rare topic, and despite slightly annoying form of mimicking "supercomputer", at least 2/3 of this is exceptional.

We Computers: A Ghazal Novel by Hamid Ismailov was one of the most interesting reads around the topic of AI for me this year. Partly because it's built around questions of authorship not cheapened by the usual sensationalism and commercial religion, but around practicing poetry.

I suppose it's a bit of hangover from fine arts for me where "interesting" is almost derogatory. More of a last line of defense than real motivation.

Part of me gets frustrated that philosophy that gets public attention is guided less by necessity and more by what's interesting. Then again it's hard to find a personal vector that's more versatile in all sorts of human pursuits aside from pleasure and profit.

Something comical about the number of people, especially writers, who believe writing is competitive. Comical because literary fiction has been a kind of business of existential truth searching, rummaging in the words, and yet it's practicioners rarely find this instead.

That is layers and layers of contemporary crises seem to have made it clear there are whole disciplines that verge on pseudoscholarship. Maybe that was the ultimate goal of post colonial studies: to reveal how much out there hides the real world, instead of revealing.

Looking through the piles of nonfiction I've planned on reading in past years and finding that so much of this stuff seems meaningless in the present. Liberalism truly an interregnum and so much written in it's ethical mode is basically wishful thinking.

Seen so many Jia Zhangke scenes. This one in Xi'An.

The Makers of Modern China • EQUATOR For many years, Zheng Xiaoqiong has collected the stories of the workers whose migration to Guangdong powered China’s manufacturing revolution

Zheng Xiaoqiong is very relevant in this regard, a poetry of people who aren't in history books www.equator.org/articles/the...

It doesn't take long in the country outside the mall districts, just past the wrong turn in a big underpass, to realize that Jia Pingwa and Jia Zhankge are neorealists, while China of Tooze is a fascinating mirage, a spirit of excel sheets, under whose shadow lives pass quietly.

Guy who learns more about math just to find out what the aesthetic experiences of different maths are like.

Was really hoping to buy some of it, but it was basically impossible to do it three different regions. It's like in Italy where they think food from a different region shouldn't be taken seriously. Potato salad tho can probably be recreated in the west, just not sure what kind of pickles they used.

Menu:

Sichuan food is fine, but it turns out Yunnan cuisine is the best. Good enough to be represented in other provinces even. From the Yunnan Kitchen restaurant in Chongqing: fried tofu puffs with signature Danshan style dry dip, steamed omelet with mushrooms and crazy potato salad.

On top of the great wall northeast of Beijing, a selection of tourist stereotypes: shy young russian couple quizzed by an Aussie about war, Americans discussing their bonuses while hiking, and a pair of young Germans filming themselves tearing off FUCK AFD stickers.

Mass use of genml in daily and professional lives seems like a social experiment to find a tolerable degree of noise injection into individual and social lives. And as with noise attack in charts, maybe it could bring clarity and make important things stand out against noise?

Context

Found on Reddit. Could have been about Kant not just Göttingen.

The beginning of the modern retelling of The Enigma of Kaspar Hauser