I've made cheese and honey sandwiches with just mature cheddar and found it to be good.

I still think there'd be a market for reviving one of their classic stage shows. Need good impersonators, but I'd pay to see Duck Soup as it was originally staged.

Bold claim that we actually know how our brains work. Neurologists will be excited to hear that we've cracked it. The ongoing work at openworm suggests there may still be some hurdles.

To my broader claim, chatgpt3 is just a massively complex version of Eliza. It has no self-generated semantic content. There's no mechanism at all by which it can know what it's doing. Even though I don't know how I'm thinking, I know I'm doing it. LLMs just can't do that and I don't see a route to it becoming an emergent thing via this route.

Look, I'm reasonably confident that there will eventually be some sort of thinking machines. I definitely don't believe it's substrate dependent. That said, nothing we're currently doing suggests we're on the right path. Fairly simple algorithms output bullshit from a large dataset. No intentional stance, to borrow from Dennett, means no path to strong AI.

I'm as materialist as they come, but we're nowhere remotely close and LLMs are not the bridge.

>Hell, do we even know how HUMANS think?

Hell no. So why the massive overconfidence that we're on the right track with these bullshit generators?

No, the rapture of the nerds is as remote as ever it was. From the article I linked-

>How are we drawing these conclusions? I'm right here doing this work, and we have no clue how to build systems that solve the problems that they say are imminent, that are right around the corner.” – Erik Larson

I probably spend too much time at r/SneerClub to buy into the hype.

First sentence - "The rise of transformer-based architectures, such as ChatGPT and Stable Diffusion, has brought us one step closer to the possibility of creating an Artificial General Intelligence (AGI) system

Total bollocks. Bullshit generators is all they are.

Try this

Tell that to all the frozen dead people on Everest.

No, it turned out he was right. He couldn't live.

Try thumbprinting.

A strong smell of turpentine prevails throughout

More Marks for your buck than Weimar Germany.

Alright, don't use reverse psychology then.

Depends on the person. I can go weeks to months without speaking to anyone more than please and thank you in shops and not feel any lack. I have one friend who can't stand being alone for more than half a day.

Seems to be a new golden age for people rewriting variations of this article though.

He was at the Scotland match two weeks ago. Whatever finally knocked him off the perch was pretty quick. Another good man gone.

They'll be singing folk songs about the trade in a hundred years.

Apparently, the extraction and purification of rare earths gets really unpleasantly toxic. China can get away with things that might be harder to do elsewhere.