Imagine if our societal 'villains' had like, an effortless sense of style and charisma, and kept creating faustian devices that lured us in with their charm and esoteric allure. Instead they create stuff like the "creepmatic glasz™️" and you look like a movie character meant to die unsympathetically
a charming twist this time, as he announces his appreciation for the popular and captivating Pokémon series, the inspiration for the new "Pokeball: Automatic Restraint and Detention Orb". Fun, vibrantly coloured, and capable of a competitive average pursuit-to-incapacitation time of 17 seconds!
Immediate counterpoint, I'm looking at a picture of Bones and Éomer, and I think it might really be the amount of face accoutrements he has that's getting me. So a Cat 1 quasi-dependent on haircut I guess
Going to toss my hat in for Karl Urban as a Cat 1 - I feel like he usually just *is* the character, his own Karl-Urban-ness a kind of ghostly scaffolding. Éomer, Dredd (cheating maybe, but the grimace-acting is high-level), Billy Butcher, Skurge etc. all feel like 'themselves'
Actually waking up to this, with barely the faintest veneer of distinction
Might just be a comment on the use of the term "back room" in Ireland, and how the organising of many events (funerals, weddings etc.) involves directions to bring things there. Source: brought 6 crates of food into a backroom at an event recently, cadence of instruction same as in the video
Getting strong "fish in the river" from Jeong Jeong vibes off the AI here
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just found this amazing library in alexandria, bringing up the big shredders now so we can get at all this juicy Knowledge
Quote beside image of Rau Le Creuset, a committed Misanthropist antagonist from the anime "Gundam: SEED" - text: "A path not chosen is the same as a path that never existed"
cryin imagining a world where we used powerful transformer-based architectures to discover and interpret specific regularities in data domains to inform the design of richer and more powerful search tools, where the free spirit of human curiosity is hitched to the Wagon of All Knowledge. well, lmao
lord farquad kill the ogre hours who up
Less relevant to professional history, but from when I visited the national wax museum as a child, I have the distinct memory of finding the placard for Cromwell but instead of a wax figure there was just a pile of bones and a skull lmao
hire the neom people to construct an elaborate ballroom in the tehranian outskirts...but it's actually an elaborate and snaking complex of hundreds of kilometres of ballroom. Just corridor after corridor of bathrooms, canapes, and jared lookalikes, and we'll see if we can't minotaur-maze this guy
we are gonna get a new generational noun for failed naval effort out of this. Divine Wind Kamikaze level imagery, but it's thematically about the Senseless Gusting of the Human Mind or something, idk if that translates into anything good in any language
the sinking of the Golden Fleet draws ever closer...
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could get us maybe 2 weeks of reprieve from his more geographically-oriented ideation
media should honestly just start pitching him questions mentioning esoteric superweapons taking the island, get his mind off things. 'sir, people have been saying that you're contemplating a "kinetic orbital bombardment" 'yes yes, it's something that's never been done...but we're considering it...
Very jarring to go from the front-jacket pitches about Grand Mystical undertakings and then it's just 400 pages of looney-tunes shit. Guys escaping in coffins. The consistent mustering of 5-900 guys to go do side-quests for idk, Baghdad. 'Teehee we got Constantinople'. Etc.
Screenshot of supreme commander 2 where a cybran player's ships (with the L.E.G.S) have extended legs and walked onto the land
I would simply invent and make real the Land Emergence Galleon System, and have the ships beautifully march across the desert on their beautiful, legsome legs, full of oil
Jurassic Park scene where the kid is hiding behind a counter and the velociraptor's head is coming in from the side screen in a scary way. In this version of the image, the velociraptor has been replaced by the disconcerting toothsome basketball from the OP
There is a quote/passage from some critic/commentator a few decades back, roughly along the lines of contemporary media accelerating cultural evolution to the extent that it 'unmoors', and paradoxical identities start to proliferate. Haven't been able to find it, but it feels Pertinent lol
Often feels like malice would be preferable, and have less Baneful Vibes, than whatever this behaviour is
...This COWARDLY, WEAK Iranian act WILL NOT STAND..." etc. - transcript of a dread, nauseating vision I had of approx 2-4 weeks from now
...They are beautiful, the sailors say, they come to me and they say, sir we've never seen anything this nice sir...back at the college, it's the old ships, the old ships sir. I said gold, Gold boys. So the golden fleet, they hit it with DEADLY HYPERSONIC MISSILES, they've sunk it...
...Obama...haha that's right folks. Obama, he wanted sad ships. Little sad electric ships, with electric motors, phwah. We don't need that in America...we've always done big. We've done metal. So our ships will be beautiful...
"They said it couldn't be done folks, they said the missiles were too fast, they'd fly right past. Well our boys, our brave, beautiful ships. They're beautiful aren't they folks, we had them redesigned. The Golden Fleet folks, solid gold...
Really does have the vibe of that late-game "I can do what I want" phase where you'll invade your longest-term ally for two aluminium tiles
taking a moment for empathetic introspection as I initially thought this was in relation to the (relatively petty) complaint that you have to pay for Nintendo's online Pokemon storage, before realising you meant the plight of the little wild animals shoved into an unfamiliar dimensional prison
Getting some flashbacks to myself and my siblings as children on summer holidays at the market in Listowel, where my mam would purchase a tub of butter and some cheddar cheese for the bemused Crêpe-stall man (who was from Paris) so that he could make us "dinner pancakes".
My own (likely flawed!) intuition is that we still heavily underestimate both the fragility of the model's internal representations (it's sophisticated enough to defy algorithmic verification now), and the frequency with which reality presents novel (although seemingly similar) examples/phenomena!
TV Poster for the show 'The real hustle' that did deep-dives into various scams and hustles, including psychics etc.
I think at this point I need this show to return, but focus exclusively on large transformer models
