Gothic revival yellow brick Ontario Cottage with gingerbread ornamentation, a centre gable, and bay windows. She’s a beaut.
I proposed, and she said yes! My new spouse is 145 years old, blonde, and gothic revival.
We can take credit for it when we feel like it. It's team-building.
It would have been fewer characters if you didn't include a province and a city in a parenthetical. Yet you did that anyway, presumably for a reason. Your inability to stand behind that reason when faced with facts isn't me being uncharitable or tedious.
Ottawa? Great swaths of northeastern Ontario?
So still no answers. I guess you don't have any.
bsky.app/profile/eliz... This you?
If they aren’t learning cursive before they learn to read, how does cursive help them recognize that letters make up words?
I've asked you two questions so far, and you've answered neither.
Why do you think I'm mad? What's the difference between recognizing words as memorized shapes and "considering the whole word as a unit"?
Who's learning cursive before they learn to read? Blurring letters into familiar word shapes isn't literacy in any functional way.
Oh sure, I'll put an upholstered bed frame together by myself. How hard could it be? #famouslastwords
Right? The skills I learned studying history are super useful for strategic planning, but that's gloriously incidental. History degrees shouldn't be designed to support library strategizing, but workplaces shouldn't dismiss the skill-building that's already built in to humanities degrees.
A novel is a lot of words in succession, and a machine can generate those! It sure can, look at Shy Girl, it's book-shaped! Humans are mostly water. Here's a glass of water, his name is Frank.
I'm fascinated by the Shy Girl fiasco. We clearly underestimate fiction as a culture, because some people think you can just have ideas and get a machine to generate a novel for you. But when you do that, what comes out is words that communicate nothing. Because a novel is way more than some ideas.
Next we need to bring out a slide projector and call it an escape room.
The stop button not functioning like a pause button threw them off. I hadn't thought of that, stop buttons really do function like pause now on streaming players.
Our student staff just learned how to use a DVD player. No part of it works the way they thought it would.
Wow, that is gorgeous!!
A couple of weeks ago a dude argued with me about his right to parking in the bike lane and then got back into his idling car and tried to back into me.
🧪 So if de-extincted 'mammoths' really are "about two years" away, then they need to be implanting embryos right now, as @toriherridge.bsky.social pointed out in 2024.
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That's doing nothing to account for the bias and systemic discrimination baked into the system. It didn't help you recognize that "African American" as a term is increasingly seen as problematic, so you're making my point for me.
How is replacing an LMS with chatGPT relevant to this conversation?
Western culture as a whole is living inside this problem, and academia has a range of approaches to countering it, more all the time. Carving out and protecting space for other voices is a strategic priority and requires a lot of hard work, training, and unlearning. How does AI support that work?
That's some good barn district entoforcement!
AI is trained on data in a world that heavily favours and uplifts white male voices. To what degree is this insistence on the acceptance of AI-generated text an expression of white male desire to maintain that position of priority?
The funniest part is how it implies that "smart people" can see this proposed future is self-ending, but AI is loved by presumably non-smart people and the criticism feels "smug", so we have to stop harshing stupid peoples' squee.
The boundary between writing and using a machine to edit and having a machine compose original text is a clear line. What you call "human-verified" is just reading and copyediting. Maybe we should give Claude copyright and require that you cite it as the author. You don't own what you didn't write.
