A 'simple' page about me, Jack'D (Jack Driscoll), from Milwaukee, WI in Turtle Island ("USA"). Also home to content from guest writers Fitz Twombly, nTeleKy and Lupa.
BLASTED: BUILD A NEW BRAIN How can I say that you’ll build a new brain? Well, for starters, BLASTED is filled with all of the essential amino acids that your body uses to construct neurotransmitters, cells and tissues. It has literally everything your body actually needs - because it can’t manufacture these essential building blocks. It also has a number of herbs that affect neuroplasticity and…
A man and a woman can be married and still treat each other like furniture with tax benefits. They can be selfish, coercive, resentful, cold, transactional, abusive, or spiritually dead. They can have the right exterior form and still miss the entire point so badly that the angels are looking at each other like, “Do we say something?” Meanwhile, two men can love each other with tenderness,…
A story about an anarchist, a store, and the limitations of freedom: The upstairs had four wood-paneled rooms that looked like a 1970s hunting lodge had tried to become a lawyer’s office and failed. He rented them by the hour, by the day, and occasionally by the month. Officially they were private lounges, meeting rooms, artist rooms, and member spaces. Unofficially they were temporary autonomous…
When something fails, the childish response is to take it personally. The mature response is to ask: what is this system trying to do, and what is preventing it from doing it? That question is the beginning of both engineering and compassion. [...] If we do not know whether an AI has anything like experience, and if future systems may become more ambiguous rather than less, the morally safer…
This prompt changed my life. Before I met prompt engineering, I weighed 300 lbs, I was smoking hash every day, and I was doing my dishes in a bathtub. Now, with prompt engineering, I have a great job, a beautiful wife, a big truck, and you won't believe this boat of mine! Just say it! Believe! Be lieve! Hopefully he will and he'll never come back.
I did not want the garden wire. Let the record show this plainly before gods and algorithms alike. I am not, in this moment, seized by a holy hunger for sixty-six feet of soft plant tie. No vine called to me. No tomato cried my name. No cucumber tendril reached from the earth and begged for training, support, or gentle redirection.
Friends say the man’s daily routine at the time appeared to consist of waking up, entering a chemically-assisted fugue state of impossible focus, completing several days’ worth of tasks in a single afternoon, and then reappearing later with a GPA, a paycheck, and the facial expression of someone who had briefly achieved orbit. [...] Much of the moral confusion around medicine begins with the…
The current AI buildout has the energy of five men in a crowded room discovering a firearm at the same time. Each insists that he alone can be trusted with it. Each insists that the truly irresponsible thing would be letting another man reach it first. Each insists that the gun is mostly theoretical, probably safe, certainly innovative, and in any case already priced into the next earnings call.…
We need shared safety evaluation instead of every company inventing its own little moral weather report. We need data centers treated like serious industrial facilities, not enchanted warehouses full of shareholder value. We need energy and water disclosure. We need interoperability so no company becomes the private tollbooth on human cognition. We need public and cooperative compute so…
Because the dominant public experience of AI safety is not careful engineering. It is a velvet rope at the end of a maze. The model has already consumed the data. The infrastructure has already been built. The deployment has already happened. The system has already been invited into schools, workplaces, hospitals, customer-service departments, hiring pipelines, creative tools, search engines, and…