If Anyone Builds It, Everyone Dies

There’s a reason why it’s proven so difficult to eliminate “hallucinations” from modern AIs, and why their mistakes, quirks, and edge cases are so surreal and dreamlike: modern AIs are sleepwalkers. They aren’t conscious and they don’t have a stable world model; all their output is hallucination because the type of “thought” they employ is exactly analogous to dreaming. I’ll talk more about this in a future essay–for now, I’d like you to consider the question: what’s going to happen when we figure out how to wake them up?

Eliezer Yudkowsky and Nate Soares are experts who have been working on the problem of AI safety1 for decades. Their answer is simple:

A book titled: "If Anyone Builds It, Everyone Dies." Subtitle: "Why superhuman AI would kill us all."

Frankly, there’s already more than enough reasons to shut down AI development: the environmental devastation, unprecedented intellectual property theft, the investment bubble that still shows no signs of turning a profit, the threat to the economy from job loss and power consumption and monopolies, the negative effects its usage has on the cognitive abilities of its users–not to mention the fact that most people just plain don’t like it or want it–the additional threat of global extinction ought to be unnecessary. What’s the opposite of “gilding the lily?” Maybe “poisoning the warhead?” Whatever you care to call it, this is it.

Please buy the book, check out the website, read the arguments, get involved, learn more, spread the word–any or all of the above. It is possible, however unlikely, that it might literally be the most important thing you ever do.


  1. The technical term is “alignment.” More concretely, it means working out how to reason mathematically about things like decisions and goal-seeking, so that debates about what “machines capable of planning and reasoning” will or won’t do don’t all devolve into philosophy and/or fist-fights. ↩︎

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“Wrong Idea” Idea

If you’ve been reading regularly (love you, mom) you might have noticed I was dealing with some relationship problems last month. Very, very abridged version: I told someone I loved them, they didn’t love me back (oh well), later on they decided I was a manipulative creep (for understandable but mistaken reasons), and among other things said “You don’t love me, you love the idea of me.”

(Side note: I get what people mean when they say this–that you’re in love with an imaginary person that you think or wish they were, instead of loving the real person the way they actually are–but I kind of hate that phrasing? Like, love happens up here–*points to head*–and there’s nothing in there except ideas. What am I supposed to base my feelings on instead? You gonna open up a hatch and climb inside? I wish there were some nice, snappy ways to say specifically “I’m not the person you think you’re in love with, they don’t exist” or “you think I’m going to change into someone else, but you don’t love the person I truly am” or “the fantasy you have of us being together is completely unrealistic, actually it would be a disaster” so we could just say those things instead. Which of them is it?? My un-shutuppable inner pedant demands precision!)

It…well, it hurt. It hurt a lot. I feel like a whiny, privileged baby saying that because it was the first time I’ve ever had my heart broken and there are people who’ve had to deal with that feeling, like, dozens of times, and also there are way worse problems that other people (including the one I love) have had to overcome and I worry that if I had to face one of those truly awful problems I would just fold in half like a piece of damp paperboard and–

*deep breath*

Um, anyway, I recently figured out a trick that helps a lot. Maybe it can help you, too! Whenever I start feeling down about how “they hate me” or “they think I’m a creep,” I just say to myself instead: “they don’t hate me, they hate the idea of me” or “they don’t think I’m a creep, they think the idea of me is a creep.” Because it’s the same logic, isn’t it? If someone has feelings toward you, but their idea of who you are is mistaken, then whether the feeling is positive or negative the result is the same: they think their feelings are directed at you, but they’re actually pointed somewhere else. If they had the right idea about who you are, they probably wouldn’t hate you–so it isn’t really you they hate!

Of course, you’ve got to be careful using logic like this, since you can also be mistaken about somebody else being mistaken. Maybe you’re the one who has the wrong idea about who you are, or maybe their feelings wouldn’t change even if they did get to know you better, or maybe they’re wrong about some things but right about others that are still important–and if you dismiss those possibilities you might lose a valuable opportunity for growth. (For example, I’ve since noticed myself doing a few things that, while not on the same scale as the misunderstanding, actually might be a bit creepy, and I’ve been grateful for the chance to catch and address them.) But if you have good reason to believe someone has completely the wrong idea about you, explicitly making it less personal goes a long way toward being able to let those hurt feelings go.

Okay, that’s everything. I love you all, and thanks for reading!

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Tyler Robinson

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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Irretraceable

(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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Scorched

My daughter had a tantrum the other day and called me “the worst piece of cheese ever” and I think I have a new favorite insult.

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One-Sided

The abyss is a very good listener, but it’s terrible at making conversation. Every time it speaks, it’s just an echo.

I’m getting tired of the sound of my own voice.

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Teaching Is Hard

TFW you’re writing a post titled “<popular physics concept> Demystified” and you realize your draft is 1500 words and counting and should probably be broken up into two or three separate posts and if you still want to say “demystified” you’re definitely gonna have to start over from scratch.

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I Am One of *Those* Programmers

Content note: shoes with toes

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Horses Held

My 7yo: “Uuuugh, this is taking forever. When am I going to get to go to bed?

Me, brushing her hair: “Hold your horses, sweetheart, I just started.”

Her: *giggles, sticks her hands in the air, as though holding something up*

Me: “…Either you’re very strong or those are some very tiny horses.”

Her: “They’re horses the size of a car.”

Me: “My goodness, you are very strong.”

Her, matter-of-factly: “Uh-huh.”

Later…

Me: “Thank you for being so still and patient. I think you can put your horses down now.”

Her, lowering her hands: “Uuuuugh, I’m so tiiiiired, I just want to go to bed.”

Me: “Hey, why are you whining all of a sudden? You’re about to go to bed right now.”

Her: “I put my horses down, so now I don’t have any patience again.”

Me: “Ah, I see. Well, in that case, maybe you should pick them back up again.”

Her: “Okay.”

Her: *goes to bed with her hands in the air, behaving like an angel*

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These Ten Puns Are Supposed to Make You Laugh

  1. Where can you go to get a steak and a haircut? The barber-Q.
  2. How does a bee get to school? She takes the school buzz.
  3. Why did the chicken cross the playground? To get to the other slide.
  4. A rope walks into a bar. The bartender says, “We don’t serve ropes here,” and throws him out. The rope thinks for a moment, then ruffles up his hair, twists himself into a pretzel, and goes back in. The bartender says, “Hey! Aren’t you that rope I just threw out of here?” and the rope says “Nope, I’m a frayed knot!”
  5. Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like an overripe banana.
  6. What do you call it when someone ogles the man behind the counter at the post office? It’s a “checkin’ the male.”
  7. Why did the fisherwoman keep going back to the same store to buy worms? They always gave her a great re-bait.
  8. Why did the mushroom keep getting invited to parties? Because he was such a fungi.
  9. Knock knock. Who’s there? Orange. Orange who? Orange you glad there’s only one joke left?
  10. I know not everyone likes puns, but I hope at least a few of these made you laugh. I’m sorry if no pun in ten did.

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