pull-the-tooth:

pull-the-tooth:

pull-the-tooth:

The connection between adhd and aggression is something that needs to be looked at more.

I mean, I probably wouldn’t have the self-control and aggression issues I have today if someone had set me down and taught me to deal with my frustration and anger instead of just punishing me for speaking up about it more often.

I remember being treated more harshly than my peers who beat people on the regular often just because I was louder than them and failed to respect authority on a number of occasions.

like this post for my twitter. it’s going to be the same kind of rambly bullshit that i’ve been shoving into my #mine tag for years, so if you’re one of the 5 people who consistently like my weird posts, i love you,

dexer-von-dexer:

danshive:

In science fiction, AIs tend to malfunction due to some technicality of logic, such as that business with the laws of robotics and an AI reaching a dramatic, ironic conclusion.

Content regulation algorithms tell me that sci-fi authors are overly generous in these depictions.

“Why did cop bot arrest that nice elderly woman?”

“It insists she’s the mafia.”

“It thinks she’s in the mafia?”

“No. It thinks she’s an entire crime family. It filled out paperwork for multiple separate arrests after bringing her in.”

I have to comment on this because this is touching on something I see a lot of people (including Tumblr staff and everyone else who uses these kind of deep learning systems willy-nilly like this) don’t quite get: “Deep Reinforcement Learning” AI like these engage with reality in a fundamentally different way from humans. I see some people testing the algorithm and seeing where the “line” is, wondering whether it looks for things like color gradients, skin tone pixels, certain shapes, curves, or what have you. All of these attempts to understand the algorithm fail because there is nothing to understand. There is no line, because there is no logic. You will never be able to pin down the “criteria” the algorithm uses to identify content, because the algorithm does not use logic at all to identify anything, only raw statistical correlations on top of statistical correlations on top of statistical correlations. There is no thought, no analysis, no reasoning. It does all its tasks through sheer unconscious intuition. The neural network is a shambling sleepwalker. It is madness incarnate. It knows nothing of human concepts like reason. It will think granny is the mafia.

This is why a lot of people say AI are so dangerous. Not because they will one day wake up and be conscious and overthrow humanity, but that they (or at least this type of AI) are not and never will be conscious, and yet we’re relying on them to do things that require such human characteristics as logic and any sort of thought process whatsoever. Humans have a really bad tendency to anthropomorphize, and we’d like to think the AI is “making decisions” or “thinking,” but the truth is that what it’s doing is fundamentally different from either of those things. What we see as, say, a field of grass, a neural network may see as a bus stop. Not because there is actually a bus stop there, or that anything in the photo resembles a bus stop according to our understanding, but because the exact right pixels in the photo were shaded in the exact right way so that they just so happened to be statistically correlated with the arbitrary functions it created when it was repeatedly exposed to pictures of bus stops over and over. It doesn’t know what grass is, what a bus stop is, but it sure as hell will say with 99.999% certainty that one is in fact the other, for reasons you can’t understand, and will drive your automated bus off the road and into a ditch because of this undetectable statistical overlap. Because a few pixels were off in just the right way in just the right places and it got really, really confused for a second.

There, I even caught myself using the word “confused” to describe it. That’s not right, because “confused” is a human word. What’s happening with the AI is something we don’t have the language to describe.

Anyway what’s more, this sort of trickery can be mimicked. A human wouldn’t be able to figure it out, but another neural network can easily guess the statistical filters it uses to identify things and figure out how to alter images with some white noise in exactly the right way to make the algorithm think it’s actually something else. It’ll still look like the original image, just with some pixelated artifacts, but the algorithm will see it as something completely different. This is what’s known as a “single pixel attack.” I am fairly confident porn bot creators might end up cracking the content flagging algorithm and start putting up some weirdly pixelated porn anyway, and all of this will be in vain. All because Tumblr staff decided to rely on content moderation via slot machine.

TL;DR bots are illogical because they’re actually unknowable eldritch horrors made of spreadsheets and we don’t know how to stop them or how they got here, send help

what’s your opinion on like being too pretentious?

boykeats:

you think oscar wilde’s gucci floral suit wearing angel ass spent his last gay breath making a witty remark about the wallpaper so that we could all live like a bunch of repressed 16th century puritans? are those glisteningly fresh rose petals going to throw themselves all over your scarlet chaise lounge and fake fur duvet? is that first edition of albert camus you bought at a thrift shop in paris going to lovingly read itself? y’all are really out there saying god gave us the ability to order cinnamon cappuccinos and buy herringbone tweed blazers and recite ovid to our friends only so we could not do those things? as it is with all paths in life, so long as you’re self-aware and not bothering or hurting anyone, you go ahead and be as pretentious as you want! it’s so much fun!!

hm the reason i’ve been on this site so long and why my blog ended up the way it did is really just. because i never settled on actually doing anything. like, i decided this blog was going to have no selfies or identifiable information, because i wanted to join in w discourse, and fighting w terfs, bc it was 2016 and that felt very important. so this blog is basically anonymous. and if any of you have paid attention you’ve probably thought, oh this bitch just reblogs shit all day and vents, and has never answered an ask or done an ask meme or a prompt ever, she just kind of does her own shit there quietly, and vents occasionally but doesn’t actually ever want to reach out for help. idk. this site worked for me because it’s like the opposite of social media. i don’t have to talk here. and i guess this is all tied in w my illness and, really it’s scrolling tumblr or watching day time tv. tumblr is what i do when im too tired to think or focus on anything longer than a few sentences. i am a content sponge, basically

i tried using discord this year and that didn’t last a week. i made a twitter just for following topics i’m interested in, and i haven’t ever tweeted, which i guess is a huge faux pas. i just, what would i post about? i haven’t even been paying any attention to fandoms lately. i keep thinking, i should make a blog where i can post selfies and move all my mutuals over to that and leave this one to quietly rot. that has been the plan for a year now. i also thought, what if i make a twilight zone themed suggestion blog. i set up the theme and everything. that would have been nice if i could have actually stuck to it. i thought even, i’m going to get back into art and have a blog for that. i have a drawing tablet in the mail. idk. i guess it’s part, woe is me, my life isn’t interesting and i have nothing to do and my social media is just a way of consuming content to keep the adhd demon satisfied because staring at the wall will not help, and partly decision paralysis. i don’t know what kind of social media account i want to run because i don’t know what i want to do. i could start a professional portfolio blog for art or dnd homebrew, or i could write fic and have a fandom blog, or, idk. so this is what i have ended up with, an anonymous blog where no one knows me and i just reblog shit and vent sometimes. and if tumblr is dying, i really don’t have a plan b. probably daytime tv. maybe even videogames if my illness persists. i’m trying to follow people on twitter so i don’t lose them forever if this site does tank, but be warned that i really don’t know what to do with it yet, and i probably never will, except wait for the next tumblr replacement to be announced.