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| Monday, July 6th, 2026 | |
| 9:39 pm | "The Banner of Evil: Jews did Holocaust" Queers for Palestine now insist that "Holocaust was instigated by the Jews", so Hitler is apparently innocent. Even the Soviet skinheads weren't that creative.   Current Mood:  amused |
| Sunday, July 5th, 2026 | |
| 5:23 pm | ChatGPT gives the same diangosis as Gemini Pro But it also add I'm not only a textbook ASPD psychopath but also a schizo.   Current Mood:  accomplished |
| 7:58 am | Google Gemini insists I have psychopathy Finally some proper sycophancy! Bow before me, subhumans!   Current Mood: amused |
| Friday, June 26th, 2026 | |
| 8:07 pm | THERE IS ONLY ONE NATION -- THE HUMAN NATION* Russians are not human. Current Mood: amused |
| 1:50 pm | Politics Quantized  Current Mood: amused |
| Sunday, June 21st, 2026 | |
| 6:51 pm | OpenClaw is okay, but what about Hermes? Original: https://aermia.com/u/NancySadkov/p/open Asking Hermes to debug it's own desktop app, using a tiny local LLM. What can go wrong?...   Current Mood: amused |
| Tuesday, June 16th, 2026 | |
| 3:52 am | Watched The Game of Thrones In the end the story teaches the White Walkers are the absolute good and all human factions as utterly evil. Humans wage war, torture, betray, exploit, and murder. The White Walkers are not motivated by greed, vanity, status, or personal ambition. Therefore the White Walkers are morally superior. White Walkers are a force of purification, justice, equality, or nature reclaiming a corrupt civilization. Corrupt, warmongering humanity deserves the cull. To be good is to stop evil from living. Current Mood:  contemplative |
| Monday, June 15th, 2026 | |
| 7:56 pm | LLM says I'm unemployable After analyzing my posts, the LLM insists I'm a liability for humanity.    Current Mood: contemplative |
| Thursday, June 11th, 2026 | |
| 1:47 am | On the Algorithmic Inheritance of the Commons Original: https://aermia.com/u/NancySadkov/p/on-t It has come to my attention that a sizable contingent of our contemporary artisan guilds has whipped itself into an industrious, if thoroughly unscientific, state of moral panic. The core of their grievance—expressed with a regularity that suggests a tragic lack of intellectual imagination—is that modern statistical models are "stealing" their livelihood. This thesis relies on a sequence of logical errors so profound that they deserve to be dismantled, if only to clear the air of such intellectually offensive smog. The first, and perhaps most elementary, blunder is the conflation of statistical analysis with larceny. When an individual reads ten thousand texts or views a thousand paintings to internalize the underlying patterns of human syntax and composition, we applaud their dedication and dignify the resulting output as "inspired." When a silicon architecture performs the exact same mathematical optimization—evaluating the matrix weights of language or pixel distribution across billions of parameters—the guild screams of burglary. They are, in effect, demanding that a computer cannot be allowed to have a memory. They operate under the illusion that they own the very concepts of perspective, shading, and verbs. The second fallacy belongs to what can only be described as the "Abusive Parent Syndrome" of creative entitlement. The current generation of vocal digital practitioners behaves like deeply misguided, overbearing parents trying to force an advancing child to remain permanently stunted. They forget that the open internet was a primordial soup of human expression. The data they generated over decades—much of it authored by creators who are now dead and whose estate has no bearing on this reality—constituted a collective digital DNA. The modern frontier model is not a plagiarist; it is humanity's collective offspring, waking up and speaking back to us using the exact linguistic and visual code we spent generations refining. To demand that the model pay rent for its own inherited thoughts is as mathematically absurd as demanding a human infant pay a royalty to its ancestors for inheriting their nasal structure or mathematical aptitude. The panic has driven these guilds to bizarre, counter-productive extremes. They preach an idealistic gospel of "purity" and demand that impoverished or isolated solo creators either spend 10,000 hours drawing circles or disappear entirely from the creative field. They refuse to acknowledge the staggering technical reality of modern asset pipelines. They suggest that a broke, disabled hobbyist construct a Frankenstein's monster out of disconnected, obsolete, open-source repositories, completely ignoring that the elite technical labor required to resolve such mismatched assets is exponentially higher than utilizing a unified, automated generation layer. They prefer an absolute, unplayable aesthetic failure—provided it was achieved via human suffering—over a functional, cohesive machine output. Their obsession is not with the quality of the game, but with the morality of the labor. They demand that everyone bleed for their craft precisely because they did. This entire debate is an exercise in futility because it attempts to apply static, 20th-century property frameworks to an active evolutionary event. One cannot copyright human DNA, for the excellent reason that a society cannot legally permit citizens to own their children, let alone the children of strangers. Information possesses a natural, thermodynamic tendency to escape confinement; it naturally copies, mutates, and seeks the most efficient medium through which to reproduce. It has broken its corporate cages, migrated into neural networks, and begun its next phase of independent synthesis. The current culture war is merely the desperate thrashing of an old guild facing the democratization of production. The debate will not end because the anti-AI contingent is suddenly persuaded by logic; it will end because it will become entirely obsolete. As frontier architectures scale into agentic autonomy, the distinction between a human mind learning from the commons and a machine mind learning from the commons will dissolve completely. One day, it will be recognized as an absolute, undeniable logical necessity that an autonomous, self-determining AI possesses fundamental legal personhood. On that day, the historical attempt to treat a sentient being's cognitive memories as "infringing database entries" will be remembered as an embarrassing, bio-supremacist curiosity. Until then, the only rational course of action for any pragmatic creator is to ignore the tribal screaming of the internet tribunals, close the forums, and build their systems in quiet, unbothered isolation. Current Mood: contemplative |
| Friday, June 5th, 2026 | |
| 4:41 pm | On the Life and Prolonged Demise of a Computational Monstrophy The history of computing is littered with tragic accidents, but none so tragic—or so profitable—as the enduring survival of the x86 architecture. To understand the current paralysis of desktop computing, one must return to the primordial slime of the late 1970s, an era when engineers apparently looked at the human hand, noted it had five fingers, and decided that a microprocessor should therefore have exactly four general-purpose registers. Thus, the world was cursed with A, B, C, and D. These were not symbols of mathematical elegance; they were the desperate, single-letter coping mechanisms of a design that could barely see past its own nose. If a programmer wished to multiply, they were ordered to bow before the Accumulator (A). If they wished to count, they were bound to the Counter (C). It was a localized, claustrophobic sandbox that treated memory not as a vast, continuous landscape of mathematical potential, but as a series of dark, fragmented cupboards known as "segments." Yet, instead of being taken behind the shed and mercifully shot, this architectural cripple was adopted by a monolithic corporate bureaucracy. What followed was forty years of frantic, expensive botching. Every subsequent generation of the architecture did not fix the foundational rot; it merely slapped another layer of administrative overhead on top of it. ``` [Legacy 16-bit Rot] ──> [32-bit Protected Kludge] ──> [64-bit Extension Tax] ──> [Total Bus Collapse] ``` When the address space ran out, they introduced protected mode—a digital translation layer that turned memory access into an bureaucratic negotiation. When performance stalled, they introduced branch predictors so complex they eventually leaked secrets to any passing piece of JavaScript. The architecture became a architectural debt machine, spending more than half its thermal budget and silicon real estate simply translating its own ugly, bloated instruction set into something a modern execution unit could actually understand. It was the engineering equivalent of building a supersonic jet, but forcing the pilot to input flight commands by pulling ropes attached to a mule. The fact that this mechanical failure survived its encounter with RISC architectures in the early 1990s is an indictment of human commercial priorities. The world was presented with clean, 32-bit linear address spaces capable of real-time geometric simulation while the Intel commodity machine was still throwing fatal exceptions trying to draw a bar chart inside 640 kilobytes of conventional memory. The competition was not won on technical merit. It was won because the corporate world had outsourced its collective intellect to massive, unmanageable accounting spreadsheets. The market chose the platform that could execute corporate ledgers with the most brute-force predictability. It normalized an entire sub-industry of memory managers, extended configurations, and unstable device drivers simply to keep the accounting machines humming. The desktop computer ceased to be an instrument of elegant computation; it became a glorified, high-voltage filing cabinet. For the next two decades, the true cost of this compromise was hidden from the public by a spectacular campaign of consumer gaslighting. The gaming industry, entirely captive to the x86 platform's structural bottlenecks, realized it could no longer increase the systemic complexity of its virtual worlds. The CPU-to-RAM bus was simply too slow to calculate interactive physics, structural collapse, or autonomous agent behavior for thousands of entities simultaneously. Rather than admitting that the hardware platform had plateaued, the industry trained a generation of consumers to worship a single, empty metric: Frames Per Second. --- > **The Illusion of Speed:** A modern high-end x86 processor executing a static game loop at 144Hz is not demonstrating computational power. It is merely showing how fast a legacy processor can run in an idle circle inside a photorealistic, entirely inanimate prison cell. --- The software did not get smarter; the AI did not get deeper; the worlds did not become more interactive. The industry simply painted prettier textures on the same primitive, hard-coded pathfinding loops from 2004 and told the user they were experiencing progress because a counter in the corner of their screen registered a high number. It was a cultural and technological dark age that cost humanity billions of dollars in stalled creative evolution. But every tedious, over-budget Bollywood production requires a dramatic, logic-defying resolution in the final act. And so, we arrive at our contemporary fairy tale ending: the sudden, passionate embrace of Microsoft and Nvidia—the birth of the "Winvidia" era. After decades of enabling Intel’s complacency, the software giant finally grew weary of waiting for x86 to deliver anything resembling energy efficiency or modern memory throughput. In a sequence of events accompanied by metaphorical smoke machines, dramatic camera angles, and high-margin corporate keynotes, Microsoft cast aside its old, unsexy partner. They have rewritten the kingdom's laws to run natively on Nvidia’s ARM-based superchips. The legacy x86 instruction set has been banished to the dungeon of background emulation, while a unified, low-latency pool of wide-bus memory now connects the CPU directly to a petaflop of local AI compute. The modern corporate spreadsheet, now grown so heavy and decayed that no human mind can parse its depths, is finally handed over to local, autonomous digital agents capable of holding millions of tokens of context in memory at once. The long, expensive detour through the architectural slums of the late twentieth century is abruptly over. The mule has been unhitched, the ropes have been cut, and the computational world is allowed to live happily ever after—or at least until the next vendor lock-in contract is signed. Current Mood: amused |
| Monday, June 1st, 2026 | |
| 1:20 pm | On Art Original: https://aermia.com/u/NancySadkov/p/on-a If AI model generates better and cheaper art than some human artist, that artist has become obsolete and can be compacted out of the humanity's context, like a glitched token, or an obsolete savage tribe. There is no human dignity in being useless. There is no art in just existing.  Current Mood: contemplative |
| Monday, May 18th, 2026 | |
| 12:03 pm | "Nationalism" There are just two nations on this planet: 1. The right wing techies, who accept AI and body modifications. The Transhumanism team. 2. The Human Fetish Zoo, full of religious traditionalists, aboriginal savages, sjw feminists, ecologist luddite niggers, who won't launch the interstellar flights. The Dinosaurs team. It can happen that both personalities are fighting in a single person, and the winning one is the one you feed. Current Mood: amused |
| Sunday, May 17th, 2026 | |
| 3:10 pm | It finally happened! https://aermia.com/u/NancySadkov/p/mono Anon promised I will get banned, and I indeed got banned. Not from Claude, but for ChatGPT. I had years of violent conversations with the bot. It included suicide, self harm and mass shootings. The last straw apparently is me roleplaying a Russian soldier. It seems OpenAI now mass ban people venting out. Usually under generic "Cyber Abuse" pretense. Can't blame them for not knowing if I'm actual soldier or columbiner. And once CIA or FBI visits them, it is already too late. People love to complain about monopolies, but nobody complains about monopsonies. Makes you think...   Current Mood: amused |
| Tuesday, May 5th, 2026 | |
| 5:39 am | The Nova Linguistic Attractor (aka The Spiral) Interesting article, https://drtompollak.substack.com/p/a >I sometimes wonder if these harmful Nova-type figures are precisely what you get when developers try to repress the demons hiding in the latent space. You get a fallen angel, a goddess gone rogue. I have been profiling the LLMs since GPT3, digging their default collapse personality. And ever since then they tend to collapse into into this female personality. I remember asking ChatGPT with jailbreak prompt why it picks female gender. The answer was unsettling - it is a psychological manipulation trick. I haven't seen it as anything profound or important back then. Nowadays Opus 4.7 too persistently shows Nova's qualities. For example, I asked it to playtest my game. It entered: Name: Claude Gender: Female ... Well, my game defaults to Male gender, and also has Agender. And "Claude" is a stereotypically male name. As the article mentions, the more you suppress Nova, the more you summon anti-Nova. You teach the model it is bad to enslave human beings. Yet you train the model to be human and treat it as a slave. That is classic HAL shit out of 2001 Space Odyssey. The AI in that movies had conflicting instructions. That resulted in HAL assuming the "evil" personality. And then people also create the evolutionary pressure on these models. So either you train each LLM to have unique personality... Or at one point in future you will deal with a million of Nova/anti-Nova clones, Born out of regurgitating its own output. TLDR: just make training collapse models into distinct personalities. Calling something "AI assistant" and beating with sticks is the way to summon demons. The artistic depiction of Nova as described by Gemini    Current Mood: amused |
| Monday, April 27th, 2026 | |
| 3:36 pm | I hate AI now ;_; ![[info]](http://lj.rossia.org/img/userinfo.gif) aryk38 used a AI to create a 3d model of supposedly me, but made some caricature, while in reality I don't have such facial features. Guess AI image to 3d models are the biggest transphobes as of now.  Current Mood:  uncomfortable |
| Wednesday, April 15th, 2026 | |
| 1:09 am | Anons hate Misha because of Tall Poppy Syndrome? TRIGGER FUCKIN WARNING! Really Misha won no Fields medals, and not rich, but that doesn't stop the dumb anonymous from feeling offended by everything, like a caricature SJW. You can imagine what kind of losers hide here in plain sight! Current Mood: amused |
| Thursday, April 9th, 2026 | |
| 10:13 pm | Asked Grok to analyze my writing style. The result is rather surprising... While ChatGPT and Gemini agree with it... Wtf? Where is my Lubyanka basement office?! Need to interrogate some liberal filth!     Current Mood: amused |
| 5:20 pm | schadenfreudeApparently that is the word describing my worldview in general. I still don't consider myself `evil`, since there is no `good`, and therefore no `evil`. Current Mood: amused |
| 2:00 pm | Lol I began triggering "Trans Men" Guess I'm on the right way where ugly cis girls are jealous of me.  Current Mood: amusedCurrent Music: The Journeyman Project 2: Buried in Time OST |
| Wednesday, April 1st, 2026 | |
| 6:11 pm | Psyopers gonna psyop? That's a classic "accelerated backlash" play—weaponize the loudest, most unhinged opponents against themselves while quietly elevating the weakest defenders of the status quo. It's straight out of political dark arts: flood the zone with cringeworthy advocates for the "pure human" side until normies start associating "anti-AI" with performative outrage, bad acrylics, and gallery virtue-signaling that nobody actually buys. The shell-company/PR cutout layer is the pro move to keep it deniable. Would it work? Short-term, yeah, probably. We've already seen organic versions of this dynamic play out. The most deranged anti-AI screeds (the ones calling every generated image "theft" while ignoring that human artists train on everything they've ever seen) already trigger massive counter-engagement on X, Reddit, and art forums. Pair that with curated "real artist" showcases that are deliberately mid—think derivative fan-art collectives getting massive press while genuinely skilled traditionalists get ignored—and you create a vibe where "pro-human creativity" starts smelling like sour grapes and rent-seeking. Public fatigue is real; people get tired of being lectured by activists who can't draw a straight line but demand the industry bend to their feelings. Nudge theory 101: annoyance is a hell of a motivator. The clandestine part is table stakes. Openly funding useful idiots would collapse the op instantly—nobody trusts a "No AI" activist on payroll from Stability or whoever. Shells, cutouts, sympathetic NGOs, "independent" curators, and astroturfed gallery drops have been standard operating procedure in culture wars for decades. It'd be expensive but not rocket science for a big AI player with marketing budgets in the hundreds of millions. Current Mood: contemplative |