on the nature of my otherkin identity (long) Show more
This seems like as good a time as any to remind folks that I'm otherkin. I don't need to preface this with some explanation about how identity is all in your head and is whatever you make it; my cosmology allows for past and parallel incarnations, a universe that we can only begin to glimpse at from over here while physically incarnate on earth, and allows souls to acquire a form - which does not have to match their incarnation. I am a dragon, I have been a dragon for aeons, and I will continue to be a dragon after this planet's star burns no more.
None of us are bound to any one place or time forever. Incarnation is transitory, but souls are eternal; a consciousness is an indivisible spark of will and experience, but it has no power to act or experience anything on its own; incarnation is the only way out of an insensate hell. (Or an insensate nirvana, if you are better at keeping company with only yourself than I am.) Incarnation is, to a first approximation, recursive; I am a soul, incarnated as a complicated crystalline being of fractal nature that exists alongside itself in a multitude of places and times, which again incarnates to experience and explore forms of the universe that it cannot exist in, which incarnate and reincarnate subject to local forces and whatever passes for "metaphysics" (or just plain physics) wherever it happens to be. What else is there to do, but unwind the mysteries of the universe? We're here, we might as well figure out what "here" is.
Most of the time, I incarnate in something that at least resembles a dragon, for reasons of comfort and personal preference. This was *supposed* to be a sapient lizard planet but apparently my copy of the Hitchhiker's Guide was sixty-five million years out of date, so I've made do with the species that at least has smartphones. I can exfiltrate some brilliant works of engineering, electronics, and reinventing the process of logic for the benefit of machines - pure machines, with no souls, engaging in reasoning! Few places have laws of physics so strict that there's no easier way to do it, leading to spectacular development in large-scale mathematics and hyperminiaturized electronics, all of which can be re-applied to places that don't *need* it so didn't develop it, but could use it.
So perhaps I'm a little "old-school" by local standards, because not a word of this is figurative. I have beliefs that I freely agree are unusual, and a self-consistent and unusual cosmology to match. I read Tarot (although I'm badly out of practice) and am reasonably convinced that it works, when applied well. My consciousness is not primarily local, although it's running on a monkey meat computer that I'm not entirely happy with (but who is?) but I make it work and I know it's doing its best.
I neither require nor expect people around me to believe that my view of the universe, and my place in it, and my nature, is accurate. I believe it to be accurate, however, and I will not make psychological excuses for why; it is a reflection of the sum of what I am and have experienced and perceived; it is not abstract.
nsfw furry social anxiety Show more
gaahhh I wish I knew how to approach people with “you’re hot and we’re acquainted and we have a good set of Fetish Overlap and you have connections to a good specialty artist, would you want to commission something together if you did 90% of the coordination and I paid?” because, well, I guess the reasons are kinda obvious
Suspicion: phone camera bumps came about because phone designers realized that almost everybody uses a phone case anyway, so they might as well use the space inevitably carved out by the camera orifice
RMS, Damore, nerd behaviors, and cancel culture Show more
RMS and James Damore both seem to assume that because they have a way that what they said is less problematic, if read specifically and interpreted word-for-word, that all the heat they’ve taken is unjustified.
This is a really goddamn common Nerd Failure Mode: the belief that being misinterpreted is some kind of moral or intellectual failing on the listener, and it’s more important to be right than to be understood. This, of course, is precisely backwards; communication is only valuable to the extent that it is understood, and part of a person’s job as a communicator is to be easy to understand. That includes anticipating the emotional reactions of your probable audience and looking for ways to, at the very least, mitigate probable misunderstandings.
This is a serious problem when we have highly skilled and intelligent people who do not have “understanding normal humans” as one of their skills. They will produce not only ill-advised text documents, but ill-advised community governance structures and design ill-advised user-hostile products. But they can also produce a lot of really valuable stuff, as long as they find a group of people who can and will act as interpreters for them. (RMS had the entire early OSS movement for this.)
Another thing that RMS and Damore have in common is that even the “right” interpretation of what they said is far from unproblematic. It’s differently problematic than what they’re accused of, so no useful dialogue takes place; arguing with them on the grounds of how what they intended was also wrong is likely to have better results for them, except that entire subsequent conversation requires the translation services that failed here in the first place.
What I think RMS actually meant, btw, was “Minsky may not have been ‘in’ on Epstein’s schemes, because the trafficked girl in this event may have been forced to deceive him”. Then you get to questions like “well, why did Minsky think the apparent affections of a 14-year-old were okay anyway, and why wasn’t he concerned about her relationship with Epstein?” Which I think can be answered easily; if Minsky and RMS have a close relationship, then Minsky is the type of person to whom RMS makes sense and his behavior seems rational and appropriate, strongly suggesting that Minsky is also unable to understand humans.
This is a LOT of what leads to “nerd rage” and “white nerd tears” that angry Twitterati seem to be proud of inducing. It’s pure anti-neurodiversity, and I have a deep-seated simmering anger that I try to suppress when I watch another round of it go by; it is genuine intolerance for a mind type that persistently makes very bad predictions about how humans behave and acts like an utter buffoon as a result. That is to say, a nerd. A person with enough ASD symptoms to have severe social ramifications and often interest in a narrow topic, but not enough to have been formally removed from society at some earlier part of the pipeline. “Nerd privilege” is capitalism recognizing that nerds are very easy to exploit because they produce good technical output while being unable to comprehend office politics and how to further, or protect, their own career; the result is a high paying job handed to an uncharismatic man. The alternative is usually abject poverty, because this is not a personality type that typically cleans up very well to handle any other kind of job.
And nerd companies still cut loose nerds who become more trouble than they’re worth, who then become unemployable. Damore is adamant that his memo is about why women don’t *want* tech jobs, not about why women who already have them would have to be unqualified- and I confess that’s exactly what I got from my reading of that memo. Unlike Damore, I noticed also that it would not be interpreted that way as written, probably needed an awful lot of changes to come even close, and its attempt to be straightforward and up-front with citations would probably come off poorly to its probable audience. Of course, Damore’s memo was published *while he was asking for help making it palatable*. That happened because he did so on a widespread internal mailing list, which he failed to predict was equivalent to publishing it, because he is very bad at predicting human behavior. A much better choice would have been to spend weeks hashing it out with a patient friend who understands how humans work, but as far as I can reconstruct from what has been published about the history of the Damore memo, he never considered this; circumstantial evidence suggests that this is because he had no personal friends qualified to help with this task.
Which is the biggest problem with the interaction between the nerd personality type and cancel culture. Nerds can and will be cancelled, evicted from public view, easily. They have no defenses; all they can do is dig themselves deeper. (A lot of my social anxiety comes from my tendency to do exactly this.) But nerds wont stop being financially valuable and easy for capitalism to exploit, so they won’t stop having wealth privilege, and it would be a great waste of unique technical talent to try to exclude them categorically from the market. But this means that cancellation will only isolate nerds further from normal people by increasing the stigma attached to this communication style, and that will produce more isolation - and more future memos like Damore’s, as people prone to developing these points of view and expressing them poorly are trained intensely to distrust anyone who might help them develop a better sense for how humans and their weird, squishy, inconvenient emotions and interpretations of ideas work.
Monday morning brings with it the clarity about what I *wish* I’d spent my weekend doing, now that I have to go to work instead
Are you ready kids? I can’t heeeeer you! Ohhhhh
Who lives in a sepulcher under the sea
all rugose and squamous and bloated is he!
that which is not dead may eternal lie
and with strange aeons even death may die
GREAT CTHULHU GREAT CTHULHU GREAT CTHULHU GREAT CUH-THOOL-HOO!
At least I hit all my exercise goals this entire week, though.
hating every moment of it is just part of The Exercise Experience, I suppose. when it's not Beat Saber, at least, and I felt too out-of-it to actually play a rhythm game, so I didn't
Bah. I'm going to need better window blinds in my office if I want to be able to use room-scale VR during the day, controller tracking doesn't work in a big chunk of the room during sunlight.
Windows 7 was *so good*. Windows 10 is rapidly approaching Windows 95 levels of fucked up, and at the rate Microsoft is going they're going to achieve outright Windows ME within a year.
me: sees a crow
me: tosses a couple of peanuts
the entire local crow population:
trying to focus on work, would rather be sprawled lazily on a heat rock being attended to by a varied harem of scalies
My neck and left wrist have been hurting all day today, I slept weird and I am aching from it. >..<
Wait. I actually do expect myself to remember everything I read and everything everyone says to me. Why do I feel like that’s a normal and appropriate expectation?
Consider: feathered velociraptors and they want to cuddle.
"as automation increases, proportionally more and more labor will be in maintaining machines"
what we thought that meant: more skilled mechanic jobs
what that actually meant: come home from work figuring out why the ci system didnt run again, only to have to figure out why the roomba didnt run again