“(Sam A) felt that by my voicing the system, I could bridge the gap between tech companies and creatives... He said he felt that my voice would be comforting to people”
Johansson
Translation:
Trojan Hoarse Voice, hired for main assault, flees the stable.
@blabberlicious It's always good to keep in mind that Altman is also the guy behind the Worldcoin crypto scam/grift. Everything he does is a money grab, and he doesn't seem to care about the consequences of his actions.
Meta said in a statement: “This feature aims to strike the balance between protecting people from seeing nude images and educating them about the risks of sharing them, while not preventing or interrupting people’s important conversations.”
Translation:
Emperor fires tailor, after fitting session revelations.
Spending more than 5 minutes making spicy YouTube takedowns about Zak Syndrr’s #RebelMoon films is like taunting clowns for their injudicious use of pies.
My dad was always a bit of a hipster.
In His 20s he rode a Penny Farthing bicycle, then, in later life, a 1939 Riley.
In his 70’s, made himself a Coracle, which he attempted to paddle on the Thames, near Chelsea Bridge. He was intercepted by a policeman.
The second voyage was more successful: in the pond outside his house, on Wandsworth Common.
Brief timeout from shit posting about AI to share an absolutely beautiful film about the evolution of the Spanish #Guitar. Featuring the amazing Julian Bream. The Spanish landscape is the star. I miss it so.
A glorious 3.5 hour meditation on the glory of human virtuosity.
Stick that in your iPad Apple. Oh! No room, you say?
I rarely drive. I had to drive across London today. Main thought, was how utterly filthy the whole place looks, everything caked in grey dirt - thrown up by a bazillion cars.
Going through Tooting, there where Susana Hill Anti Ulez Plackards taped to junction railings.
@futurebird
Reading your posts, I’m reminded of my encounter aged 5 in Argentina. Staying with my grandparents. First day we got caught in a huge locust storm. second day: playing in the back garden. a huge ant like thing flew towards us, carrying a tarantula the size of my hand. Hovered in front of us, stung the spider a few times with its golf ball sized thorax, then dropped it in front of us.