Salut!
I owe you a quick update on this miserable Friday. I must apologize, but there are no major rants this week.
In between learning ASL, picking up semi-useful Duolingo French lessons again (for the millionth time), starting the daily publishing streak once more, and watching Black Mirror to understand British techno horror, I’ve been fighting a nasty illness.
I don’t have the strength or mental capacity to talk about the broken hearts of thousands of Detroit-ians watching their team fall one game short of the Super Bowl or to try to convince you of the possible positives that came with the Neuralink interfaces that were placed in humans this week.
I’m sure something whacky will occur this coming week and I’ll be in better health to dissect it for you.
Let me leave you with at least two short rants:
People assume the worst of technology and fail to see the person whose evil intentions program these systems as they see fit. I think we’re smart enough to spot a possible Skynet situation from a mile away and end it. Having said that, with Apple’s Vision Pro being pushed like crazy, people might prefer to live in augmented reality than the real “bleak” world the news and social media complain about. Many people might forget what it’s like to interact with one another in a few decades, which can result in massive amounts of anxiety/depression cases, distorted attention spans, and a potentially dangerous relationship/population decrease. This fear feels more likely to come true than the technological singularity we debate over.
Why bother owning a pet who cries when you leave their side, even if you step outside only for a smoke, when you can attempt to love a creature who bites you if you touch their stomach, but makes biscuits? Cats may be jerks, but they don’t disrespect personal space like those mouth-breathing dogs!
Please be well and until next Friday,
Adios!