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"So this is the ultimate end of the prophecy of technological progress—just staring at a screen that says "YOU WIN", forever."
[1] https://www.lesswrong.com/posts/29vqqmGNxNRGzffEj/high-chall...
> Hope you liked it.
> Thanks again for creating a utopia, by the way.
> Probably wouldn't have had time to read that book if you hadn't.
I created another 100 utopias after that with no update.
generateUtopiae()
YOU WIN: UTOPIA ACHIEVED
At the risk of giving something away, it's definitely worth reading Moby Dick. I've tried to read some "old" "classics" in the past few years, and truth be told a lot of them can fall flat, feeling not only from but also stuck in a different era. Moby Dick is something I think folks should read. You won't necessarily love it, but it's so clearly an accomplishment that I think it's worth it. Even the much-maligned whale- and whaling-specific chapters say so much about the craft (is it even a novel?) of writing. It's the book that (thus far anyway) has most made me want to write a book.
Squeeze! squeeze! squeeze! all the morning long; I squeezed that sperm till I myself almost melted into it; I squeezed that sperm till a strange sort of insanity came over me; and I found myself unwittingly squeezing my co-laborers’ hands in it, mistaking their hands for the gentle globules. Such an abounding, affectionate, friendly, loving feeling did this avocation beget; that at last I was continually squeezing their hands, and looking up into their eyes sentimentally; as much as to say,—Oh! my dear fellow beings, why should we longer cherish any social acerbities, or know the slightest ill-humor or envy! Come; let us squeeze hands all round; nay, let us all squeeze ourselves into each other; let us squeeze ourselves universally into the very milk and sperm of kindness.
Would that I could keep squeezing that sperm for ever! For now, since by many prolonged, repeated experiences, I have perceived that in all cases man must eventually lower, or at least shift, his conceit of attainable felicity; not placing it anywhere in the intellect or the fancy; but in the wife, the heart, the bed, the table, the saddle, the fireside, the country; now that I have perceived all this, I am ready to squeeze case eternally. In thoughts of the visions of the night, I saw long rows of angels in paradise, each with his hands in a jar of spermaceti.
It's an odd fish.
It's been a while since I read Moby-Dick in my 11th grade English class, but the impression I got is that it's a whaling ship's operating handbook with some revenge-plot narrative flair here and there.
I have often been tempted to use a razor and go Jefferson Bible on that book, cutting out all the pointless detailed sections.
As a Neal Stephenson fan this actually makes it sound quite appealing!
Here is a free audio book of Moby Dick. https://librivox.org/moby-dick-by-herman-melville
Maybe I'll try to listen to it some day.