In one of the climactic scenes in the first season of Pluribus, Apple TV’s excellent new sci-fi series, the character Manousos Oviedo utters the unforgettable lines: “Nothing on this planet is yours. Nothing. You cannot give me anything because all that you have is stolen. You don’t
Humans are messy, imperfect and able to make leaps of intuition as well as be iterative. The messy mistakes are like mutations. Many times they lead to disaster, but sometimes they lead to a huge leap that seems as impossible as it is improbable.
While I have no belief in heaven or hell, I want to think that somehow if we all fragment into a billion motes of stardust after we die, that bits of Gary will continue to exist in the things and people he loved for all eternity.
I feel very cautious about AI and currently refuse to use it myself because I really dislike reading AI content. I think it’s obvious when someone has used AI, unless they’ve edited it substantially.
While minds more lofty than mine can make much more eloquent arguments for or against, let me posit my humble case – that the problem with AI lies in both how it can amplify or magnify.
In my work I see a yearning for connection, community and creativity. Buying the bookshop is an optimistic investment in that belief.
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about crossroads – both as the intersection of choice, but also a point of no return. It’s a space rich in folklore.