I Don't Play the Game

If the author is disturbed by criticism and nitpicking, they are completely right to make their words private. (The old saying "if you can't take the heat, stay out of the kitchen" is usually said in mockery. But I suggest that it can be read straight, not as mockery but as practical life advice.)

All that said: the author's words

> But, it's no longer worth it to me to offer my knowledge and wisdom.

seriously annoy me. What kind of pompous sense self-importance does one need to have to unironically claim to possess wisdom?

If the blog author is reading this, consider professional psychiatric help. I am not saying this as a put down, just as a bit of advice. The blog posts linked scream mental health problem, which can be treated and you can feel better. Please consider it.

These self-centered, philosophy reading, "whats the point" cynical mother-fuckers are my worst enemy. If you were born 300 years ago, you would've been a slave. Maybe even my slave. You are the luckiest human alive.

Get off hacker news, go to mcdonalds, get a root beer, a ice cream cone, mix the two and realize how lucky you are to have 2 eyes to see the blue sky with, a functioning brain dumb enough to ever post this and STFU. Respectfully.

nobody seems to listen or value? then crying out loud and raging against the dying of whatever is exactly the right measure.

maybe the author is just too nice? that does not work when everybody is manic and obsessed.

Rationality can be just as manic and obsessed as irrationality and madness. Most of those "EA" peeps are perfect examples. As is this Eliezer AI or dude, I still can't decide.

With all this stuff maximizing our fallacies and biases, sometimes inverting them to support some cultural narrative while leaving us with a sense or certainty of being "based" and/or "grounded" even though we, as a collective of individuals, have just been successfully normalized--our critical thinking reduced to a bobblehead, and our agency to that of a maneki-neko, there is absolutely no need to "turn down for what?" (dial it down) ... you are not playing Lil Jon at 200 db in the middle of the night in a neighborhood full of newborns, after all.

wait, maybe I got something poetic ...

in the absence of the echoes of gold and truth, only noise remains.

... which is a problem because then our brain's internal Kalman filters got nothing to work with ...