#Real-world understanding

[stuckinapril]

friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me

[filehulk]

Limitations and Challenges of ChatGPT: Understanding the Boundaries of AI Language Models

ChatGPT, an AI language model developed by OpenAI, has gained significant attention for its ability to generate human-like responses in conversational settings. However, like any other technology, ChatGPT has its limitations and challenges. Understanding these boundaries is crucial for users, developers, and researchers to effectively utilize and responsibly deploy AI language models. In this…

[aethersea]

I do think Blazing Saddles handled its one depiction of native americans very poorly, and the full extent of its representation of chinese workers on the railroad is they were literally just there. not even one single speaking line. unclear if this is worse or better than the redface.

it's fucking phenomenal at lampooning antiblack racism though. extremely blatant, extremely funny satire, which is constantly and loudly saying "racism is the philosophy of the terminally stupid at best and morally depraved at worst, and we should all be pointing and laughing at them 24/7"

plus the main character is a heroic black man who has to navigate a whole lot of bullshit but is constantly smirking at the extraordinarily stupid racists and inviting the audience into the joke. the one heroic white character is a guy who was suicidally depressed until he met the protagonist and they just instantly became buds, and he's firmly in a supporting role the whole time and happy to be there. the protagonist saves the day with the help of his black friends from the railroad, and uses the position of power he was given to uplift not only those friends, but all the railroad workers of other minorities too, in an explicit show of solidarity.

anyone saying "Blazing Saddles is racist" had better be talking about its treatment of non-black minorities. it had better not be such superficial takes as "oh but they say the n-word all the time" or "they have nazis and the kkk in there!" because goddamn if that's the full extent of your critique I very seriously suggest you read up on media analysis. there is too much going over your head, you need to learn to recognize satire.

[finelythreadedsky]

it's so great that in greek tragedy there are only three paradigms for a woman leaving her house (her wedding, her funeral, and maenadic rites) and they're all kind of the same thing also

[maximura]

Jung Wooyoung for GQ Korea (2024)

[maleficore]

When I tell you I have been thinking about this for three days straight...

[sysig]

How far did you get? (Patreon)

[limonnitsa]

MUDBLOOD

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

best BEAST!!

[ros-sauce]

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[quillpokebiology]

Paras trainers are always so funny to me, because they'll be like "Oh! Mushy Cupcake Cheeks is being extra sassy today!" And Mushy Cupcake Cheeks just looks like:

[putterphubase]

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I SAW YOU IN MY DREAM | EP. 8

[dykedvonte]

Honestly a sorry from Curly would mean nothing to Anya.

I’m not saying she wouldn’t want to hear it, it’s a hollow vindication. She told him and he couldn’t hear her. He saw it and he couldn’t understand it. They both experienced it and he should apologize that it took that for him to get it. She already knows he’s sorry but what’s the point if neither of them can do anything about it? It’s earnest but at the same time what she wants an apology for is what Curlu can’t apologize for.

He can’t be sorry for what happened to her even if he is. Even if he carries that guilt with him until the day he dies it’s not all his to bare. The most heinous parts aren’t his weight even if he tries to balance it. A part of her bitterness is the fact he can’t be sorry for it all. She can’t just direct it all towards him even if she wants to. She was failed in so many ways by all of them. It hurts with him the most cause he had the power but they all did nothing in the grand scheme of things.

The one person who should apologize would never and could never, it’s not something you can be sorry for. She wants an apology, she needs one but what would it fix?

[dollypopup]

I can't stop thinking about Colin on his travels. Colin, alone, on a journey to 17 different cities, across several countries. Colin on his own.

Colin who writes letter after letter, to his family, to his friends, and barely gets a response back. How long before he understands that they didn't get lost in the mail? How long until he realizes that, just like when he was a boy, no one has the time for him? The space for him? How many letters unanswered before he lets it finally take root and fester in his mind?

He could have died on that tour.

Would they even notice? Would they see when the letters slow until they cease? Would they wonder why? His mum, surely (maybe, possibly, but she has enough on her hands, besides, and he's never been a concern, in need of her assistance, before), but anyone else? Anthony on his honeymoon, Eloise a stormcloud personified, Benedict taking on the familial responsibilities, Fran preparing for the marriage mart and in Bath, regardless. Daphne, his closest sister, a mum running her own estate.

Greg and Hyacinth who enjoy his stories, but are children.

Pen who ignores him. No explanation, no goodbye.

Colin who has no one in his corner. Colin who travels city to city, putting on personas. Will they like me? What about now? Colin who has hardly anything to read from the people he loves. Who do not think of him.

And yet he thinks of them. Brings them back gifts, writes his recollections for them until it hits him that, oh, they don't care. They don't care what he's doing, how he's doing. They didn't want to hear it before, when he was there with them, and they do not want to hear it now, either. Did they even open those envelopes? Did they see them come through the post, just as proof he's alive, and shrug off the contents? Did they look? Once, Colin sends an empty page. No one notices. Easier, then, to send just the outsides. People only ever care about the outsides. Pretty and prim in neat packages, uncaring of what lies beneath. Sea sick on the rocking boats, staring up at stars on the continent, Colin grows aware, but not bitter. Sad, but resigned.

He loves his family, he loves Pen, loves them to grace, loves them to it's okay. It was him, he determines. Too chatty, his letters too long, uninteresting, his passions dull or droll, or else, worse, he's displeased them in some way. Colin who takes refuge in stranger's arms and homes, who dreams and tries to sate his curiosity. Colin who pretends, because anyone, anyone but him would be received better, he's sure of it. Colin who must talk too much, surely, and with no one to listen. Colin who learns to hush.

Yes. Remarkable- as in, I have many remarks about it.

How many times did he go to excitedly write of what he did that week, and stopped himself, knowing it was a waste? How many times did he write and throw into the fire a letter asking Why don't you see me? Why don't you care?

If he didn't make it, how long would it take for anyone to notice? A month? Two? A year? Would they wave it off as his frivolity, denounce him as a flake and fume about the funds? Would they wonder where it was he had lost himself off at?

He cannot fall into that, so, he writes in his journal, instead. Of the ache of it, of how he longs for connection, for understanding, for someone to take him seriously. He keeps it with him, this log of his discontent, of his folly and felicity, of his pitfalls and pains.

If he didn't make it, would they realize all that's left of him is what he sent them, not even a body to bury? Did he look over the side of a bow of a boat and look at the churn of the ocean and think of how many bones it held? Did he tip his face to the sun? How many new scars did he earn? Who did he befriend?

Who did he become?

Somewhere along the line, Colin learned. He learned the real him wasn't wanted.

Somewhere along the line, somewhere between Patmos and Paris, Colin left Colin behind.

And, somewhere along the line, Colin laid face to face with loneliness in his bed, and it wrapped its arms around him.

[shesnake]

challengers (and, on some level iwtv) on the brain it really is so funny how so many people often will happily talk about polyamory as a solution to their little ships but when confronted with narratives that truly explore that it can't compute for them and they start picking teams of two.

[ceratedfish24]

Mumbo has been shaking the trust between Grian and Skizz since literally the first episode and no one has said anything. He kept telling Skizz that Grian was going to betray them. With the language he uses, he makes himself look like he’s on Skizz’s side. Then, he spends the whole 3rd session with Grian, telling him how they should leave Skizz or kill Skizz or let Skizz die. He says condescending things about Skizz like how he just “makes noises to his death”. Unusually, Grian isn’t even trying to spend time with Mumbo. Mumbo has mostly been following him around uninvited, trying to establish connection. He wants to make it seem like he’s the only one who’s there for Grian. However, when all three of them are together, Mumbo is usually complimenting Skizz, while Grian chastises Skizz. This makes Mumbo out to be the good guy, even though he was feeding Grian ideas about how bad Skizz is as a teammate. He even tells Grian that he’s the only friend Grian needs. This is a common manipulator behavior. The point is to isolate Grian, make Grian’s other friends look lesser than or antagonize them, and make Grian be the one to push them away so that Mumbo doesn’t seem at fault. It’s all about control. He wants to control Grian.

Do you see how that sounds CRAZY. This is how people talk about Scott and Pearl. Mumbo is just being silly with his friends, and Scott deserves that same space without being called the bad guy. I understand that you guys are talking about Scott’s character, but you’re forgetting that Scott is not actively trying to play a character. Do you know how much it sucks to have a silly competition with your friends only to have thousands of people overanalyze your every move and calling you the bad guy for teasing your friends? Do you understand that this is not an analysis of a character so much as of a real person in a competitive environment with a bunch of his friends who he trusts and understands the boundaries of and therefore may tease and chastise more as a joke because he trusts them not to take it the wrong way? Imagine messing around with your friends and everyone starts telling you specifically that you’re manipulating your friends when you tell them not to shout in a library. That’s how people are treating Scott for chastising Pearl and Impulse about antagonizing Gem and Joel. You’re all so forgiving when it’s not Scott, but once this one particular guy is in the hot seat it’s game over. Does it not feel targeted to you?