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Email: martin@martinanderson.ai
I did not know that this was a possible motivation as to why my more 'historic' work is disappearing, though.
I only retained the subscription over the last five years, as the quality and worth of the catalog dropped, because I could share it with my mid-80s father and his wife (and two friends, though my father's share was the main motivation).
Sadly this probably also applies to the Reddit crunch, which will rob me of Apollo in 20 days time, and cut my Reddit usage by about 80% - I guess no-one ever went broke relying on the stickiness of lowest-common-denominator users.
The outlier life is really starting to suck. I already de-Googled and de-Dropboxed myself last year (well, 90%) with Fastmail and Syncthing; went back to the high seas and dropped Amazon; but I'm kind of relying on some new movement or surge of enthusiasm to save Reddit's utility in some other form than the random and non-indexed chaos of Discord (since Discord is about three years away from its own enshittification, if it gets enough traction).
I worked for years in retail, in camera shops, and I understand the episodic hilarity and mundane heartbreak of a career in service. But it was washing dishes in a restaurant, my first ever job, that made me aware of the time-pressure intensity of food service, and that it's a lower-risk version of the old space/air travel aphorism: 'Flying is hours and hours of boredom sprinkled with a few seconds of sheer terror'.
You work a whole shift, but only a slim segment of it matters, when work and concentration become hyper-compressed. Dishes break, people break, and there are no breaks - it continues relentlessly like a forced march, without reflection, until the blessed first minutes where you sense that it's beginning to abate.
If you're of a reflective mood, you think to yourself not only that the frantic and merciless nature of the job will never change (even if the restaurant closes, the same experience is happening in an endless continuum all over the city), but that it has probably been like this for as long as there has been civilization - a millennial succession of workers (slaves, the earlier back you go), chopping vegetables and scraping plates (copper plates, if you go back far enough), back to dining establishments and the kitchens of the influential in Roman times, Egyptian times.
It's a strange thing, but participating in these activities that are most visceral and least threatened by automation, they feel like a kind of time travel, or like being in one of the less objectionable circles in hell.
We've always been at lunch with Oceania!
Not even Romanian! (Brit transplant)
My big crime is that I live in Romania, I think.
But Substack doesn't have the same sweet 'influencer' ecostructure, so many creators and posters would rather put a tute in the wrong medium and get the 'follower' benefit than suit the material to the medium.
Despite how glossy and powerful the machine still is, if it doesn't have a working web browser it's only semi-valid. Watched my Dad go through this three times in the last 20 years, and no stranger to it myself. My own current Macbook Air is just a thin client for a Remote Windows instance, but I suppose eventually that the browser interface for that is going to become a problem too, when it 'ages out'.
And a recent 'wear away the stone' project was to earn X$ per month writing about AI, which took five years, beginning from some very humble pay checks.
But these are not 'vanity' projects: the latter was obviously pivotal to my survival, as I'm not independently wealthy, and had no job when I migrated; my motivation for the gym is that I have suffered from depression for forty years, and pushing myself physically and engaging with my body is the most effective treatment (albeit found late in life) I have ever come across to massively alleviate this (hence looking better, muscles, etc. is just collateral benefit); and the need to speak the language of my adopted country is obvious.
Sure, there are other things I have persisted in and improved in because they massively accord with my interests and enthusiasm, but those three projects are my demonstration to myself that persistence, while not a magic bullet (some people are never going to make it in Hollywood, for instance), is as near to a magic bullet for personal transformation as most of us are ever likely to have access to.
The gym is the one that fascinates me most at the moment; I look around me, as a relative newcomer, and wonder at the motivation behind the incredible bodies you see there. Are they all sprouting out from some deep psychological need? Even if it's 'just' vanity, it would have to qualify as pathological - as my own reason for being there is.
So I am interested in people who will go through these kind of pain and boredom barriers for less intense reasons, if indeed they exist.
But as the barrier to entry for really convincing output goes up (768px /1024px training pipelines, and beyond), and it suddenly becomes something that one person alone can't really do well any more, the 'amateur' stuff is going to look far worse to people than it does now. You just have to wait for that barrier to rise, and I can tell you as a VFX insider that that is happening right now.
Deepfakes are the reverse of CGI, which began as an inaccessible technology and gradually became accessible, before the scale of its use in VFX reversed that again.
Now, assuming you can either afford or will pirate the right software, you could probably match any CGI VFX shot in a major blockbuster if you gave up your job and worked on it non-stop for a year of 18-hour days (assuming you'd already been through the steep learning curve of the pipeline). So it's out of reach, really, and so will the best deepfakes be.
This stuff everyone is so scared of will end up gate-kept, if only for logistical reasons (never mind any new laws that would address it) - at least at the quality that's so feared in these comments.
Also turned off by gimmicks clearly not aimed at me, such as 'beetroot blood', and other nonsense.
I don't know whether the economy-of-scale issues are what make these products so expensive, or whether the manufacturers were rubbing their hands together at a possible inroad into a wealthy 'hipster' market, and priced their wares accordingly.
I do know that the prices have to come down before I will even start experimenting with some of these offerings. Right now I have zero motivation to 'treat myself' by trying an overpriced vegan burger that is too expensive to become a regular purchase.