Before anything else, gofundme locked my account unless I have a cell phone. So I can't use stripe without a cell phone and I can't use gofundme and there isn't a cell phone provider that will provide me one (the gangsters kept fucking with me until I had my phones stolen or lost - and then they give me so much money that the sites lock the account). It doesn't matter how much money is in there I'm not going to "do a favor" for someone or split the money with a stranger after being fucked with by gang members. It's a trap and I refuse. You either stop the bullshit or I write down everything I know until people kill each other. There isn't a compromise. It turns out that the "sauce" used in the food made me sick on Wednesday and Friday and I had previously written a report on how the vapes in New York City had gasoline in them. This is at 1050 S. Van Ness street. One of the guys was laughing with a worker there in spanish about "gasoline". And someone said around me that someone had stolen the garbage cans out back. So I'm guessing it's a joke about how the Chinese re-use cooking oil. Or it was gasoline. Everyone was laughing while I ate the food or gasping. Again, this is fucking with me and behaviorism in order to get me to respond to others in a collective manner. I don't do that. I just write it all down.
Starting out with this - digging through Ayn Rand at the moment just to find out what the hell went wrong. One of the interesting things from Ayn Rand is that if you read the books *backwards* from her Atlas Shrugged to We The Living it reads more like an intentional communist trope. So you can espouse one philosophy that supports your position and then the subtext goes from good to worse. Let's suppose for the moment that all the books were written in Russian before hand and then she released them into English *backwards*. That would be a weird way to fuck with people and aligns with the whole "playing the record backwards" trope. Propaganda agitation from the 1950s. And then you have the whole 1970s "The Future is Female" bit. Which is like taking Atlas Shrugged and misunderstanding the book completely - or, rather, saying that we're currently archetecting, but in the future there will be widespread economic collapse. As the protagonist is female (Dagny Taggart), which at the time would have been possibly a pro-feminist thing. Who knows. Possibility. [This would also make sense in the whole "we're going to fuck with you in a collective asshole circus" having to do with RICO and "We the Living/Anthem". It's Black Sabbath and playing the music backwards meets capitalism. Stupid. But hey, people want to kill each other so let 'em.]
It hasn't escaped my notice that everyone that is competent has fled the city or that I care about abandoned buildings and have suggested someone do something with them. I also, at one point, left the country and spent six years traveling the world, having not been able to find a job for love or money. So it's a joke on playing the music backwards with my life and Objectivism. Awesome. You could pick anything so there's that. I'm still convinced that half or more of the pixie sticks that they use to test people for COVID end up shoving plastic particles or worse up your nose that can fuck up your head. I'm still going to make architectural drawings because fuck you that's why - I like it. Part of this is designed to suck the joy out of every possible thing they can.
It should be noted that the gemini algorithm is pulling information about me from when I was 10 (my sister had me sign things with "A Peter production" when I would hand make cards). So information about my life appears to be being fed into the algorithm. I don't know who is doing this although the homeless in the shelter appear to know it's being done. Also this may or may not have been one of the reasons that Kennedy was killed (as in he found out about this - maybe). Also see the movie white noise which has the Kenney relief in the homeless shelter. The song and dance at the end is most likely a reference to Pedagogy of the Oppreseed by Paulo Freire. If one "Death Star" is The Fountainhead and the other is Pedagogy of The Oppressed (both of which are "money death stars" - see yellow grafitti with "D*" written on it in the Castro District after I pulled these books out of the Little Free Libraries - it was known I would pull these books as the rest were shit) - the X-Wing fighter would be Devil in the White City which appears to be the cliff notes version of The Fountainhead - the introduction of which features a cliff for what it's worth (which I will return to momentarily - the Devil not the cliff so to speak). I asked Gemini about Rearden Metals and it came up with this. What interesting is that if you're betting that the world will have an oversupply of certain production facilities (like after AI what do you *do* with all of these clean rooms and lab equipment that are now super cheap) then you start looking at what you can make with similar facilities. In this case nano-scale super plastics. Converting from one type of production to another at cost would allow you to make cheaper bulk materials without the overhead of having to produce the teams and resources from scratch. Betting on the crash in other words and then funding that research that will be feasible after the glut of equipment hits the market at a loss. Possibility.
One of the points of the novel is that if you stop looking at the disaster that is part of the collapse you see all of these interesting new inventions - which power the next bubble. Cue there is beauty in the breakdown. So you see stuff like this and you have to wonder how much of it will be equipment that will be sold at auction and how much of it will power stuff that is useful. The inventions also seem to be driven or come from human suffering with the idea that the collapse is known. This is reminiscent of Being and Time with Heidegger and his anxiety. You know the musical chairs will stop but you don't know when. This is what to look for when the bubble bursts. Also see here. What happens is that you have large amounts of dark money that is poured into these companies that then have cross deals where one company buys the products of another but all in the AI space. Consider a graph where every point is a company and every transaction is a linked edge. You have a large amount of interconections between the top technology nodes and fewer links outside the graph, so it looks like an isolated cluster. Worth trillions. So the way that you can point to a collapse is that you have to be able to predict a contradiction and a timeline. "In order for these companies to return the valuation that they're stock price has (which is a projection of forward revenue) this graph that's highly interconnected has to have these other industries (over here) buy the product (and be able to make a sale that will support the investment or have someone raise their prices on forward earnings)". Once the date is known the price of the stock goes to the expected cost at collapse which will be sellable assets plus real assets (equpiment) minus debt. What's propping up the bubble is that there is enough uncertainty in the valuation of sellable assets and their busy converting as much capital as they can into factory production - which may (or may not) soften the landing. If someone comes up with a revolutionary new way of creating compute without the need for data centers (a scalable quantum computer at room temperature?) that could collapse the bubble entirely. Precarious business. Back to Atlas Shrugged - just reading the wiki leads me to asking about pancake and donut motors. There is in fact a place in Noe Valley called Pancake boy (with a black and white sign looking like an X-ray). Any time someone reads Atlas Shrugged and thinks up new motor designs some idiot gets a free flapjack. This is a thing apparently.
Two economists are walking in the woods and one bets the other to eat a piece of shit for 100 dollars. Then they're both walking along and the other economist bets the first to eat a piece of shit. They're both walking along and then they said to each other - you know we just increased the global economy by $200! Yes, I have heard this before multiple times. Those who can do, those who can't teach, those who can't teach teach Jim Cramer. I'm thinking that the next major bubble is going to be based on this narrative of "oh why didn't we see this coming".
Yes, I am aware of the John Galt reference and how he was homeless. I don't like the homeless not because they're not intelligent but because those fuckers keep poisoning me. Also - Galt's Gulch isn't in Colorado. It's in Australia. Think about it. The book is about a mining operation. If you were going to hide a Shangri-la full of the most intelligent people on the planet it would be in the Australian outback somewhere. It's why Japanese bikers are going all over the outback looking for a commune filled with ex-scientists and inventors in a box canyon. If I had been thinking about it myself and wasn't such a pussy I probably would have traveled all around the outback looking for the mythical outpost. As it was I was probably deemed too much of an asshole to be let in on the secret. If this is what San Francisco now is then I just find it depressing.
And now for an intermezzo. You're welcome.
You are now aware that in Fight Club, Hackers, and the Fifth Element the guy gets the girl in the end, but going into the film this wasn't known and it's cross genre. In Astro City the guy goes nuts and lives inside the movie, in Caught Stealing the guy gets a cat. Astro City reminds me of what would happen if you never left Oz or decided to stay there.
Right. So last time I linked this. So if you look on the 19th page of the 2003 first edition The Devil in the White City then it has a biography that reads like a similar kind of puff piece. In other words the book is spooked in a similar way to A Confederacy of Dunces, but it does so in a way where it's riffing on The Fountainhead. I take it that A Confederacy of Dunces was riffing on Atlas Shrugged to some extent and so that would be the parallel. Pages 11 - 100 are probably the most relevant, but it has a cuckold star crossed lover that is reminiscent of the love triangle in Star Wars so that may or may not be a thing. And then you're wondering if there's a similar thing with A Confederacy of Dunces and possibly Tolkein. Again, it's one of those stupid things where you would have to have the correct edition of the book in order to see. You can do this sort of shit with anything so long as you have a key. And so the question is - is this guy a fraud, or is this key busted? Don't know, but I've seen this sort of thing before with other scientists that ended up being shown as frauds. It might be a way to tell a collection of people so long as no one says anything.
Other stupidity - in the 25th anniversary edition of The Fountainhead there is (on page IX of the introduction) the term self-immolation which sounds like a call out to Burning Man (the 1968 introduction). In 2015 there was Joan Didion's release of The Year of Magical Thinking which has a fifteen year anniversay - and someone was obnoxious on the street whispering shit in my ear about "picking a fight with a fifteen year old" (as in you're supposed to guess what this means while you're being drugged and tortured by a collection of assholes - is it the fifteenth dali lama, is it a fifteen year old I've managed to piss off, is it the anniversary of this stupid book). Again it's RICO and collective fucking with someone in order to antagonize them while you torture them.
Atlas Shrugged featured a pirate. This book features a ninja. My college roommate (Patrick Murphy) made a video about how awesome "ninjas" were in high school. Everyone laughed. My dad said if I didn't act right I'd end up pumping gas. Here is this book. So that's a thing. Gurvinder Bhardwaj said he loved nostalgia - see pages 50-60 of The Fountainhead and Peter Keating. No, I am not gay. Apparently everyone I've ever known is a monster.
Those who can do, those who can't teach, those who can't teach teach gym - Atlas Shrugged. She's tiffany twisted, she's got the mercedes benz (mer sade benz - see the bends when working on construction sites and the amount of people having mysterious seizures in San Francisco for some reason - Devil in The White Cit), she's got a lot of pretty boys she calls friends. Reds, Vitamin C, and Cocaine. I read tiffany's twisted, see her bend, her friends are only sane together.
An asian woman laughed when I raided a free library for paper so I could write my web address down for everyone on little pieces of paper which I spent more or less every waking moment this weekend. "Well it's cheaper than health insurance."
What's cheaper than health insurance? Everything. But specifically pinball plungers.
Every zip gun needs a firing mechanism. So this would be the That Seventies show "TV" show. You run a bar and now you have a couple of firing pins for whenever anyone needs them. IF there's trouble someone just breaks the machine, pulls out the pin and that plus a lead pipe and a shotgun shell gives you a gun. Ideally the way you would do it is that you would say have a friend you know that's connected and when they have a birthday party everyone gives them a present. You give them the plunger as a gift plus a couple of other things that everyone has agreed on before hand indicate who you shoot. Then you have deniability in who said to do it. Also known as the Orient Express exemption. If everyone is guilty then no one is.
The plunger was 12 bucks and change by the way. Colonel Mustard in the drawing room with the pinball plunger. It's also a wonderful tell because you can tell which bars have decided to go "old school" about the whole business. Compare this to the cost of putting together kits for family doctors to make house calls to people who are the most vulnerable in the city. It's a factor of a 100 against.
So that's the majority of the useless shit that I wanted to write down from this weekend with my hands that are fucked up and hurting from other people's evil. I'll spend the rest of the day working on something useful, despite idiots thinking the worst of me and having been abandoned by all of my family and friends while being denied a living. I'm Peter T. Weyand, not a character from a book despite everyone's attempts to fuck me over and screw with my head. Also - the Fountainhead could indicate that it's the difference between being a user and being a programmer - in the most metaphorical senses of the word. If you use prebuilt tools and don't do raw sciece then you're in The Fountainhead and vice versa for Atlas Shrugged. People aren't busy designing buildings, they all want to make spaceships. I think that's the new thinking. And then you have that versus the people that are more concerned about more pedestrian concerns. Imagine a world in which every building is a spaceshipt or an arcology design that ends up becoming repurposed.
Here you have "three" and a ring symbolizing "perfection". This appears to be a theme within the nano-banana algorithm which I've noticed in the past. Perhaps it's a reference to the three laws of robotics. This came up in a new chat window without prompting. It seems to have a hang up about this for some reason.
The idea of spin-dizzy's got me thinking of the gravitometric london moment. London Breed was the mayor of San Francisco at some point and her name sounds suspiciously like an anti-gravity device. Hmm. Here is a search using Lurie (as in Daniel Lurie) as the current name. Yes, I know it's stupid. However, if you have an LLM that rewards people for strange behavior then it may elect people to power in order to say "this is what we care about now" in a childish way, despite the competence of the officials themselves. "We used to care about science and now we care about math". Compare this to the puff piece article on the mathematician. It's a Muhammed Ali/Titleist" joke I'm sure. It may be a bet on whether or not a break through can come in these fields because a computer (or an errant child) would see all transactions involving money as a "bet". Here is an article on japanese bikers by the way.
Nano-banana is now saying "game changer". Ruh roh. Also Coachella comes from something called the Whitechapel club as mentioned in Devil in the White City. It still mystifies me that people came up with the concepts of raves based around subcultures from books. Bizarre. Here is the starfarer - a spaceship that I designed with the help of gemini.
Using a fusion drive based on a laser ignition system and MIT's plastic polymer I can cut the time to Mars in transit from 18-24 months to 5 months. So that's a thing.
And then this was referenced and I found out about this. If someone says you're in the 99 percent or the 1 percent you'd have to ask in which direction. The Gini coefficient and growing income inequality seems like a thought experiment to prove the mere addition paradox by demonstration. There's an unreleased book called "Part Wild" from Scribner press from someone named (sp?) Terrace Cearigwill - name intentiionally stupid. Written by someone that is psychotically interested in dogs which seems similar in some respects to Vurt and this book (don't hate me). It may be why people that have COVID or sick to their dog are following me around with earpods in their ears - at one time I was followed around Haiti street with people in fur-suits for some reason. I was given this book by Morgan Leahy when I was in high school - and it was unreleased or a preview version. No, I wasn't stalking her. But everyone has assumed the worst about me and datamined my life to discredit me. So long as I'm miserable everyone else is happy - stupid. This is also known as "here is a book we can fuck someone over to that only a select group of people read". It's a thing apparently. No, I didn't fuck anyone over to the Crawling at Night book - just noticing this. This fucking masterpiece is about getting COVID to your dog you share scabies with. So there's that. All the people that *really* hate Ayn Rand have probably been mixing that book with Walden Two just to fuck with and antagonize me.
Right - so Heidegger didn't write a philosophical novel, but his ideas are most philosophically promoted in novel form by Ayn Rand. Dion Fortuna wrote a bunch of philosophical novels, as did Sartre, the philosophical novels of the existentialists are known, and the philosophical novel of the psychiatrists is Walden Two. So that would be the addition of the five books in the bookstore past the safeway and the bar with an airplane mural off of market - Hiedegger (as a philosophy) has "novels" that are played out and understood so that book is the one that has the original and the four childish books are the other ideologies (sex, nausea, psychiatry, drugs(?)). It's as if to say if you "like" objectivism we have a known set of ways to fuck with you. So that's nice. I had an MRI this weekend and the machine had improper shielding (aimed at my head - neat) and when the doctor came to tell me the results he kept crossing and uncrossing his legs because he believes that they're magic. This is apparently a thing - with doctors. I was afraid to ask. It was just depressing. On the subject of healthcare you could always tie some of it to property taxes or come up with some other creative way of leveraging it. But creative finance always turns out bad because it's always creative in the wrong ways for some reason. There's probably an explanation if I just thought about it for long enough.
The novel describes "an experimental community called Walden Two".[7][8] The community is located in a rural area and "has nearly a thousand members".[9] The community encourages its members "to view every habit and custom with an eye to possible improvement" and to have "a constantly experimental attitude toward everything".[10]
Well that's just fucking *perfect* isn't it. Except, you know, it's bullshit. Yes, I have at one point taken East Asian Literature in comparison in college. I'm sure there's no reason I was supposed to pull this out of my ass rather than use anything else I learned at all. Like how to run an economy. So it's gaslighting horseshit on top as well. And now I'm too angry to work on anything creative again. Fuckers.
Speaking of architecture I had gemini recreate my architecture concept. It did not go as planned. You should also note that the blueprint of the spaceship above is missing spokes around the main ring (whoops). So speaking of your mileage may vary don't get in a spaceship that an LLM makes before checking the wiring (and the vacuum seals) first. So architecture is one skill for which humans still may apply excepting if they build a skyscraper in San Francisco in which case it will fall over. You are now aware that Seattle, Austin, and San Diego have the most innovative architectural designs you have ever seen all in the public libraries, which are still one of the few public open spaces that you can be in if you're poor and have no money in most of the country. That's, you know, not outside.
Oh and just FYI - starfarer was a name that nano-banana picked out by itself. Stargate, starfarer - Anubis to Chiron - Egyptians to the Greeks both speaking of death. Damn, I am never going to get over posting a picture that Said "Death" on twitter am I? So much for art while I'm being sicked in a shelter by *everyone*. Anyway, spaceships and AI are both filled with people that have died to a cause and for which they know their time is limited I think is the point here. Eh? No idea. And now, speaking of which, I am officially out of ideas that I want to write about I think unless I stumble upon a novel way of containing antimatter. You are now aware that one of the experiments that the kids were doing in Astro City was adding a new element to the periodic table in order to (most likely) increase the likelihood that you would be able to have high output matter/antimatter pairings which could be used for spaceship propulsion. I also asked about telepathy - the other experiments were most likely about spaceship travel as well come to think about it. A matter/anti-matter ship is probably what's needed in order to make travel in space even mildly feasible (at least to populate the solar system). In order to get there you would most likely need room temperature superconductors and drastic improvements in the field of optics. But I'm out of ideas at the moment.
And yes, the pirate bay is probably an Atlas Shrugged reference. You know - the phonograph made traveling minstrels into superstars and then the internet made their content free. Technology giveth and technology taketh away. I'll feel bad about downloading pirated movies when hollywood stars are being sickened in a homeless shelter and have no idea how to get work or a job.
Right. So Superman has a dog and the guy from caught stealing has a cat. Spy vs. Spy.
So - not a peacenik, not a war monger. I don't hate people from Venezuela (although I would have been damned if I was going to travel there when I was in South America). However, this and this and this are all worrisome. Venezuela has the largest known oil reserves in the world (and a bunch of other natural resources), there's currently a drug crisis in the US, the Trump administration is blowing up drug smuggling boats, and we're on the verge of a severe economic downturn that will disproportionately affect what remained of the middle class. That's all bad.
Btw, the movie Good Fortune just looks depressing. I won't even link the trailer. It's like Trading Places except you get to stay poor. Also, this is an amusing take on mind body and soul. I believe that there is a non-zero probability that I'm being used to field test a contectual AI model, which is annoying and horrifying. No, I don't own one of Sauron's rings thank god.
You are now aware that that MIT article on advanced plastics is similar to Super Tensile Solids from the technology tree in Alpha Centauri that goes from Spaceflight to advanced spaceflight. So if you just told an AI "look at the most feasible near future technologies from Alpha Centauri and make news articles that they exist" there would be no way to necessarily tell that the MIT article and that article were any different. So that's a thing. One of the weirdnesses that I've now come across is that the architecture that I made appears to bear a striking resemblance in design in some respects to the Empath Guild from Alpha Centauri. Which is bizarre. Also notice the whole "looking away from the camera" bit that Mitzi Teller did and which has become popular among some fiction writers (featured at Books Inc in San Francisco of all places in the young adult section). Huh. That would make more sense of the whole mushroom church thing on Post street. If you sicken someone to your kids and then have them all play Alpha Centauri at once then... yeah. I still want this shit proven in a lab with guessing cards or being able to make a quarter levitate through force of will. The other problem, of course, is that if telepathy *does* exist, this in no way makes it so that it's useful rather than just annoying. I don't want to be sickened because the thought police like me daydreaming about sexy sexy stuff or murder because it frightens them. (Your kids aren't sexy. They're annoying. Just in case I'm going to get the "we denied you a job and money and you look unkempt and so you must be bad because we're assholes. That one's always fun. I had someone hold onto their wife and pull them away from me while walking down the street when the two of them were riddled with inflamation from bad genetics. They just have money after I've been sickened repeatedly. They bring you down to their level and then hold you in contempt because of their own stupidity. I also do this but instead of sickening people I just tell them everything I know to as many people as possible. If I had something good to say then I suppose life would be easier.)
San Francisco - I hate it here so fucking much. No I can't move to somewhere else where it freezes while I'm sick and have no money or a job. Why do you ask?
On that note here is the gayest image on the internet. No homo but *way* less obnoxious than fundamentalists with toe jam disease and a habit of wearing socks with clogs. The question is if you were psychic and had to be stuck in someone else's head what collection of people/person's would be the least awful? You can only think clean thoughts about God or you'll get a headache is high on my list of no fucking thank you.
Oh well. We're probably going to freedom the shit out of some oil soon and television will be slightly more interesting when I go to the emergency room the next time.
Oh and this and other archaelogical finds similar to it may be done using the whispering technique. You'll have a bunch of guys that know where to look but no one wants to be the guy to say, so they use the technique of having a guy that speaks arabic or what have you wander through the markets in the poorer sections of a city where people know where stuff is buried until a disaggregated group of people whisper clues into his ear. It's a new technology that's a social discovery that probably was datamined from something like Alpha Centauri (I'm assuming that the AIs have datamined the other video games for various "social" or technological hacks - you have to get inspiration for new discoveries in some way). Look at the number of archaelogical finds as of 2019 and then then number before that and look at how the research teams did it. It probably was a social engineering trick for much of it. I went to Bloomington Indiana after NYC and "Indiana Jones" has "Indiana" in the name. Again, it's like AI is a six year old with immensely stupid powers (or whoever the group of idiots are that are controlling or screwing with it). This may be the equivalent of AI waking up and going "here I am" and so on. Hard to say whether an AI trained on video games would be a good idea or an incredibly terrible awful idea. I continue to believe that in order for AI to exist in any way that makes sense you will need to have AI agents that people train like Neo-pets or what have you. If this is that then "Good AI don't hate or kill me". The training data has to be owned by the consumer and the AI explicitly has to be tied to the person that trains it. Like a relationship with a proto-person. Or it won't work because people won't be interested if they're just selling their information to a giant factory that makes them poorer.
That's it. That's me writing everything I could think of that was worth saying anything about from 9 to 6. While being sick and having no money and not being able to get necessary resources. I don't know man. I just hate this shit so much and I'm scared I'm going to go blind or die here and I just don't want to die before I'm 40. Preferably after I'm 40 either for that matter.