Here's a brief article about a 1975 DARPA/SRI program that used EMG and EEG to identify words human subjects were thinking. [1] Computers were a CDC6400 and a LINC-8. The article has a link at the end to the original report (.doc download warning).
[1] https://sigint.wordpress.com/2008/01/09/lawrence-pinneo-and-...
I've decided it's a little like running for political office. Popularity contest? Sure. But it also means that your ideas have to run a gauntlet. You have to defend and reshape them in sometimes-hostile circumstances.
Not a bad thing, I now feel.
> It is the most frustrating feeling seeing someone else invent the thing you imagined a couple years ago
Don't be. Even in much less connected world it was already obvious that inventions are based on what's already out there and are usually not all that unique. This one has documented research from before 1975.
2). There is a huge difference between a prototype that works with the inventor around and several industry experts babysitting it and a working mass market device.
Did you ever put up your code?
No clue how one gets past that nonsense.
I spent a few weeks kicking myself, because I have to loot various sources of static savings accounts, to make ends meet, until they run dry, and I have no idea what happens after that.
But I dug up some old email chains, and they had some videos of the recorded planning sessions, retrospectives, dailies, and conference calls, and it all came flooding back. With every fiber of my being, I know for sure that quitting was the right thing to do. No matter what kind of hell I catch for it.
Die on your feet. Never serve on your knees.
Truly cinematic imagery, bravo
That in no way gives me a path forward for figuring out how to effectively communicate in a meaty way about health topics with knowledgeable people.
Though, as others have noted: Wonderfully entertaining comment.
So, to express awareness as a peer tampers with someone's will to power. Would that you place yourself at eye level with royalty, still choose to do so, knowing it be treason that criminals are broken upon the wheel for toying with?
This is an abyss with no bottom, you must almost half-realize. I mean, somewhere in all this, the true cost behind any doctor's bill (above and beyond funding their mortgage and BMW) is malpractice. Someone catches bell's palsy after a chiropractic procedure, and before it resolves itself, BMW doc's former college roommate gets professionally ruined by an ambulance chaser. Nevermind he was a chiropractor, not even a real doctor, and flunked out because organic chem.
This horror story fuels every bill for every surgery, and every insurance company is really just an endless phalanx of lawyers suing institutions as busy work, looking to extract every spare penny that didn't get blown on lost keys fobs for luxury sedans, as if it were spare time spent folding clothes at The Gap outlet.
If your herbal tea cured your rickets, how can anyone replace your knees with titanium hinges? You didn't even take the MCAT.
My sons tell me that, historically, the world couldn't afford to support prisoners long term in subsistence societies. So one thing they did: During war, they offered poisoners the chance to become landed nobility. All they had to do was be part of the first assault wave attacking a castle and survive the assault because the death rate for that first wave was ridiculously high.
The world is dealing with crises our current models cannot solve. Preserving the current order to jealously guard their authority and wealth is heading towards a burned out, barren land, like the lands ruled by the hyenas in The Lion King.
There will be nothing left to rule. They know that, it's why we have billionaire preppers with compounds in New Zealand and bug out bags to get them to their special plane in Nevada for a straight flight to NZ.
They jealously guard a dystopian future and hope against hope that UBI will somehow keep the zombie hoards from their door while feeling in their bones that it won't and failing to come up with real solutions.
Because god forbid anyone should listen to a woman. A poor person. A former homemaker.
Obviously, she must be crazy. Let's go with that.
PS I'm descended from German nobility, just a mere two generations removed. It wouldn't be that hard to clean up my public image and frame me as socially acceptable -- A story of a lost lamb returned to the fold or the prodigal son come home again.
The reality is, that the motive for any given vote is that of a sort algorithm.
Which, you may recognize as:
Object.sort(function(a, b){
return (a - b);
});
So, even if you are on topic, within some threshold, if you are not the most relevant response, but you're pinned to the top by default, people with the option to move you downward will do so. This is purely a function of rearrangement, in the minds of the downvoters, not unlike moving icons around on the desktop.
But of course, for you, the icon in question, to be brushed aside like this, is most certainly an emotional event.
Alas.
But it doesn't look like sincere interest in having a meaty discussion. It looks like low substance whining.
On HN, if you don't know the right question to move forward, you can get ROFLstomped for opening your mouth at all. Sometimes, you find the right question by trying to talk about it anyway and accepting some downvotes in the process.
But after years of feeling resentful and contemptuous towards "everyone else", I've recently come to learn how unnecessary and counter-productive that is.
On an evolutionary level, there are important reasons why disruptive new ideas face resistance, and our task is to figure out how to communicate our insights in a way that can be understood and embraced by others.
In order to do that, one must have respect and compassion for their audience and their community.
You'll do be better to find a way to share your ideas with humility and warmth. At worst, even if others don't listen, you'll still feel happier.