
I was joking before about being turned into a robot car, but now I’m not so sure it was a mistake??

I was joking before about being turned into a robot car, but now I’m not so sure it was a mistake??
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Me: Hmm, why are my extremities all tingly and numb? That’s concerning.
My brain: It’s probably because you’re tired and dehyd–
My anxiety: STROKE
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The company I work for is making everyone take a course in AI. This is the introduction:

Can’t wait to have cybernetic eyes and a car that drives itself!
…Or am I going to become a car that drives itself…?
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Just in case anybody still needed proof that E.M. has completely lost his sanity, here he is arguing that having fewer senses makes you a safer driver:

If this weren’t so sad and dangerous, it would be almost as funny as the disagreements he’s constantly getting into with his own AI (you know, the one supposedly built to have truth-seeking as its primary goal?)
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There comes a time in every person’s life when they finally realize that John Cleese is, and has always been, quite sexy, actually.
This time is called “getting old.”
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Me: If reading my own writing gives me goosebumps and makes me cry, that probably means it’s maybe sorta good, right?
My brain: Sounds fake. Don’t trust it.
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Me: It’s a good thing I put this appointment in my calendar for 15 minutes before the actual time, ’cause if it really was at 2:30 I would be running so late right now.
…I should probably call and make sure it really is at 2:45 instead. If I’m misremembering I am probably gonna have to reschedule 😥
Soon…
Receptionist: So, what was your question?
Me: I just wanted to confirm the time of my appointment today.
Receptionist: All right, let’s see here…it looks like it’s at 3 pm.
Me: …Three o’clock?
Receptionist: Yes, that’s right.
Me: *suddenly overwhelmed by the strange feeling of being lovingly cared for by my own past self*
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Update 2025-12-05: A while back I revisited this story and found that subsequent evidence seems to show pretty conclusively that Tyler Robinson’s politics really had shifted leftward. I still haven’t found a good answer to why he had Groyper memes engraved on his bullet casings (of all things) if he wasn’t a Groyper, but take the following with a healthy dash of salt.
Charlie Kirk’s shooter wasn’t a “radical leftist,” he was part of an extremist conservative movement called the “Groypers.” The seemingly liberal memes and references engraved on his bullet casings are dogwhistles that the group has appropriated as a deliberate tactic to confuse their opponents and hide their true beliefs. Kirk was killed by someone who thought he wasn’t conservative enough.

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(I had an epiphany a little while ago that I’ve been struggling to articulate. I consider this “Attempt 1;” I expect there’ll be more.)
The past is a line
The future is a fractal
Their paths never touch
But a fractal’s path
Can be everywhere at once
Passing through all points
You can’t walk backwards
But the path in front of you
Has limitless reach
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