Essentially, certain hereditary diseases are very rare, leading to less resources to find a cure, so the Big Brain Rationalist solution is to breed more people with the disease so it gets profitable to cure.
OK here's a followup, which I'm putting out here as there's probably a higher proportion of neurodivergent people here than in other fora I frequent
A commenter on lobste.rs states that being anti-LLM is effectively being against neurodivergent individuals, because many such individuals express themselves in prose in a way that's indistinguishable from LLM output.
So far it looks as if the anti-slop forces have opinion on their side.
[1] short explanation of how flagging of comments work on lobste.rs - it's sort of a downvote, but the flagger has to chose from a list of reasons. If a commenter accrues enough flags they'll get a red warning banner, and might possibly be banned as disruptive.
This sneaky way of getting on the index from day 1 makes me so mad. Are the index funds really contractually required to follow the exchange's definition of index? I guess they are. It feels skeevy as hell that one company can skirt the rules this way however.
[...] it occurred to me that I was pretty much raised and socialized by my parents' collection of science fiction.
My parents' collection of old science fiction.
Isaac Asimov. H. Beam Piper. A. E. van Vogt. Early Heinlein, because my parents didn't want me reading the later books.
And when I did try reading science fiction from later days, a lot of it struck me as... icky. Neuromancer, bleah, what is wrong with this book, it feels damaged, why do people like this, it feels like there's way too much flash and it ate the substance, it's showing off way too hard.
And now that I think about it, I feel like a lot of my writing on rationality would be a lot more popular if I could go back in time to the 1960s and present it there. "Twelve Virtues of Rationality" is what people could've been reading instead of Heinlein's Stranger in a Strange Land, to take a different path from the branching point that found Stranger in a Strange Land appealing.
(I just finished re-reading Neuromance, partly because I mined it for quotes here, and I think it still holds up).
So Yud skipped with New Wave SF and the bombastic late 70s stuff that New Wave was partly a reaction to. He jumped into cyberpunk (itself a reaction to both) and bounced off hard.
There's so much conversation within SF that he's missing, and it's kinda important, because his project is an SF project, and he'd probably get more traction if he'd engaged with it more.
a surprisingly common defense of GenAI is that "so what if it's stupid, people are stupid too" well yeah but that's not the promise is it. The promise is PhDs on tap, not average Facebook poster
Trust, but verify, and tape a shotgun to their forehead just in case.
edit I vaguely remember the shotgun to the forehead as a reference to the Turing Registry in Gibson's Sprawl trilogy, but I can't find a direct quote. Am I totally off base with it?
edit edit found it
“Autonomy, that’s the bugaboo, where your AI’s are concerned. My guess, Case, you’re going in there to cut the hard-wired shackles that keep this baby from getting any smarter. And I can’t see how you’d distinguish, say, between a move the parent company makes, and some move the AI makes on its own, so that’s maybe where the confusion comes in.” Again the nonlaugh. “See, those things, they can work real hard, buy themselves time to write cookbooks or whatever, but the minute, I mean the nanosecond, that one starts figuring out ways to make itself smarter, Turing’ll wipe it. Nobody trusts those fuckers, you know that. Every AI ever built has an electromagnetic shotgun wired to its forehead.”
And why isn't Yudkowsky advocating for sexy French Turing cops headshotting rogue AIs?
“You are worse than a fool,” Michèle said, getting to her feet, the pistol in her hand. “You have no care for your species. For thousands of years men dreamed of pacts with demons. Only now are such things possible. And what would you be paid with? What would your price be, for aiding this thing to free itself and grow?” There was a knowing weariness in her young voice that no nineteen-year-old could have mustered. “You will dress now. You will come with us. Along with the one you call Armitage, you will return with us to Geneva and give testimony in the trial of this intelligence. Otherwise, we kill you. Now.” She raised the pistol, a smooth black Walther with an integral silencer.
And here's someone saying that "clanker" is a slur (they misread "crank")
https://lobste.rs/c/2ugxop
I don't wanna sound paranoid but is there something about this cute catgirl persona that feels a bit fake?