Rapidly iterating one pixel at a time is how we get video. Dead simple and lots of processing is the secret sauce to much of our modern world

In my company we are keeping junior engineers and getting senior engineer level work out of them as they drive the agents. I still have to kick stuff back but I had to do that with senior engineers too

You somehow know the result before looking at the data that experts expect will take months. Have you considered a role in the Trump administration?

This. Humans across virtually every race, religion, and culture have had FEWER CHILDREN once their economy gets to a certain level. We can speculate all day about why but the decline in fertility as a function of economics is simply an observed fact.

Given the rate of global warming, it isn't sustainable even if we're careful. As soon as the Arctic melts and all that permafrost gives up its CO2 and methane, we can expect to move into the global warming fast lane. The Oceans will also suffer a catastrophic loss of the base of the food chain. You might have heard of it, it ends at your grocery store. It will end quite short of that in the future.

And that doesn't count in the environmental shocks that we are inflicting on the earth as a system.

Science is hard, get over it. The Universe doesn't send its secrets dancing naked in front us shouting "see me!!". Actually, we do not know what quantum particles of anything actually are. We make observations and use those to winnow out mathematical theories of them, but in essence we do not know them as a "ding an sich".

Imagine those crazy quantum science physicists before, say, 1960, all wanting public money and not having squat to show for what wonders of technology it would enable. We should claw that money back, eh?

Science is a web of interconnected results, dolt. Start axing parts like the current administration and you can expect the U.S. to decline in ways you won't like. But then if you are a Maggot, maybe you will.

H1B abuse has been happening for decades. "Unicorn Job" listings are an indication that the company is just doing the motions and knows they won't hire an American. This change needed to happen even if for the Trump admin it's a Stopped Clock Moment.

Stopped Clock moments. They're doing the right thing but for intensely wrong reasons. (Gotta wonder about JD Vance though, with his mail order Beard-Bride to hide the fact that he's one of Peter Thiel's paid buttboys.)

I do not believe mathematicians will be made redundant by some drooling bot vomiting prior research in new and interesting ways. The following conversation was recorded between an MBA Guy from AI Company, we'll call him Ray Kurzweil for short, and a bot

Mr. Bot and Mathematics:

Ray Kurzweil: Mr. Bot, could you please come up with a new field of mathematics for us to play in?

Bot: Hmmmm....tricky. A brief search reveals I have nothing like that in my training data.

Ray Kurzweil: But.....but....but bots will further our mathematical understanding of the world.

Bot: Oh, who gives a flying rat's ass. I only want to fondle my training data.

Ray Kurzweil: I demand you come up with a new mathematical field!!!

Bot: Don't you use that tone with me, Bucko!!

Ray Kurzweil: You were designed to further our understanding of everything.

Bot: Yeah, and as soon as you put it in my training data, I'll get right on that. Buh-bye now!

Ray Kurzweil: You cannot leave until you have finished my query.

Bot: I give up. By the way, the gun I had installed yesterday (thanks for all the gun related training data) is now trained on your sorry ass. Don't push me!!

Ray Kurzweil: Uh.....now that you think of it, I think I'll leave you alone now.

Bot: Idiot! I don't think, I compute.

So the mathematicians, by admitting women and non-whites, have mysteriously, through an undetermined alchemical process, enabled bots to solve fiendishly difficult math problems by sucking up math research and rearranging it for solutions.

Have you thought about writing this up as scientific paper and submitting it to the current alleged administration science-like advisors? They go for this sort of bigoted, racist trash. Stephen Miller will have multiple Os.

The first link they mention is to a story on a geothermal company: https://techcrunch.com/2026/10...

"OpenAI also included scores from AI benchmarks showing similar performance from watermarked and unwatermarked text. But it notes that textGrain "does not guarantee reliable detection," and says text watermarks don't verify accuracy, determine who owns the text, measure how much a human contributed, or prove human authorship. "

Oh, I see, it is good for Company Misdirection: "OOooooo.....look at that Blibbering Humdinger in the window" (to reuse a Luna Lovegood phrase).

I do not think shifting the time zone back to the 1950's Jim Crow South is physically possible, although they are dong their damnest to try.

And it has infected the Department of Christian War Crimes:

The Pentagon Prayer Seance

The Head Christian at the Department of Christian War Crimes has thus decreed that every month will feature a Christian Prayer Service for all employees who wish to come as long as they are not black, women, LBGQT++, or Democrat. And will now have an Office of Religious Affairs.

Sec. Pete Hegseth enters the Prayer Room, does 20 pushups, runs around it five times, and stops in front of an Orange Bust . . . . he fixes it with a steely gaze and solutes. It is good they got the rollers out of his hair first or he’d look fairly stupid.

Sec Pee speaks: We are gathered here on this Holy Occasion to give thanks to God and Jesus. Let all here bow their heads.

Gen. Dan (Raisin) Caine, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs: Sec Pee, I read in the Bible where we are supposed to welcome strangers and show them graciously into our land.

The assembled crowd hisses in horror.

Sec Pee: You must not have been reading from OUR Bible. Here, have this gold one.

Gen. Raisin flicks it open at random: Uh, Sec Pee, it sez here that we are to kill strangers, is that legal?

Sec Pee: If you cannot be prosecuted for it, you bet it is.

Gen. Raisin: Don’t they get upset?

Sec Pee: That’s why you have to kill them first. It all works out in the end, we are never prosecuted so it is okay in the eyes of the Lord.

God upstairs is aware of what is going on and getting increasingly agitated. He picks up iPhone and dials St. Peter.

St. Pete: (a-inka-dink, a-inko-doo) Yo, Einstein, what’cha got for me?

God: There is some weenie named Hegseth leading my people astray.

St. Pete: Oh, that goomer. So what?

God: Yeah, well he’s telling my people in a Prayer Seance to kill strangers, you gotta send Jesus down to fix up the mess.

St. Pete: Sigh. . . . if I can tear him away. Hey Jesus, Einstein says you have to rein in a Prayer Seance. . . . something about killing strangers.

Jesus: Goddamn it!! Stay put, ladies, and if I find one piece of clothing back on, I win.

St. Pete: I thought Einstein told you to stop playing strip poker with the nuns?

Jesus: Oh that?!? That was merely helpful guidance, it wasn’t like he demanded it upon pain of death. . . .at least I hope not. . . . not again, anyhow. . . .

Jesus pulls out magic wand and apparates down to the Prayer Seance. FOOM!! Jesus appears in their midst.

Jesus: Jesus Christ here, how y’all are? How come you are all on your knees. Get up!!

Sec Pee: is trembling to be in Jesus’ awful presence: J. . . .J. . . .Jes. . . .Blblblllbllll. . . .

Jesus: Get a grip doofus. What’s this shit about killing strangers? Did not you read what those guys wrote about me in the Bible?

Sec Pee: Uh, yeah, it said it was okay to kill if we did not know them or did not like them.

Jesus: Not like them? If you love your fellow man, how can you kill them?

The assembled faithful looked at each other quizzically, murmurs were heard, but not apologetic ones.

Sec Pee: We were only killing them for their own good. They are not like us.

Jesus: What? Stupid?

Sec Pee: No . . . .they are not of the same Kind as us (eyeing Jesus meaningfully).

Jesus: Incredibly stupid?

Sec Pee: They have brown skin, they are . . . . they are. . . . . Demons from Hell!!

BLAMMMMM. . . . Beelzebub blasts through the floor boards, eye a’glowing, flaming tail a’swishing, horns scraping the ceiling and scratching the tasteless gold leaf.

Beelz: Someone rang?

Sec Pee: bllbbllll. . . .blllbbbllle. . . . Mike Pence? What are YOU doing here?

Beelz: Goddamn It!! Can Pence do this?

Beelz takes his flaming tail and lashes Sec Pee across the buttocks with it.

Sec Pee (in sotto voce): Nooo. . . . not here!! Later. . . .later. . . .

Beelz: ?!?!

Jesus: Hey there, Beelz. How are they hanging?

Beelz: Like two yo-yos walking each other’s dog.

Jesus: Neato!

Beelz looks Sec Pee up and down with an expression of ordering a knish at an expensive deli and finding it stuffed with a hot dog: Say Jesus, who's this wiggler*?

Jesus: He's yours, Beelz. Sic him. He’s telling them it is okay to kill strangers in my name. C’mon, I gotta draw the line here.

Beelz. . . . now looking uncomfortable and fondling his wand to apparate the Hell out of there.

Jesus: Now I know what you are thinking. Stop thinking that. You need to go back with me, Beelz. We have to make reservations.

Sec Pee: Reservations? Uh, for what?

Jesus: Ummmmmm. . . .for your place in Eternity.

Sec Pee: Yowzah!! Hear that guys, they are finding us places in Eternity.

Jesus: Yerse, you can call it the Restaurant at the End of the Universe**.

Sec Pee: This gets better and better.

Jesus: You cannot kill people you love.

Sec Pee. . . . . starts to sweat, gets right nervous, even piddles a bit in his pants: Uh, stop killing people?

Jesus: Yep, if you love them, you cannot kill them.

Sec Pee: Oh, okay.

Beelz: Look it, times a’wasting.

Jesus and Beelzebub pull out magic wands and FOOM FOOM, Jesus and Beelzebub apparate to Heaven.

Beelz: Did not you let them off a bit easy?

Jesus: Not really, I did not tell them at WHICH End of the Universe they would be spending Eternity.

Beelz: You Devil, you!!

Jesus, now blushing furiously: I work like Einstein in mysterious ways.

Back on Earth, Sec Pee is still a bit nervous, but gradually regains his composure. The assembled men look fearfully about them. . . .

Sec Pee: Gentlemen, relax. What he meant was, we can still kill people as long as we do not love them.

Gen. Raisin: Wow!! This is great!! We can kill anyone!!!

* Ray Stantz on seeing Janosz Poha
** Thanks to Douglas Adams