

My mom’s early 90’s minivan. I think it was a Voyager.
Seer of the tapes! Knower of the episodes!


My mom’s early 90’s minivan. I think it was a Voyager.


“Privacy” in the modern sense is less about protecting you from personal embarrassment or financial loss, and more about protecting society from the dangers of mass data collection.
Historical examples of mass datasets that were misused:
In none of these examples were the data collected for the evil purposes it was eventually used for. In some cases, the evil purposes were completely forbidden by the rules governing the data, but they were used anyway.
Information is a form of knowledge. Knowledge is power. And power in the wrong hands is dangerous.


When in doubt, shut up.


The problem is that an AI built to maximize paperclips might conclude that converting the planet to paperclips is an acceptable cost of maximizing paperclip production. It might understand why humans think it’s bad to convert the planet, but disagree. It would need to be explicitly programmed to prioritize human life over paperclips.
otherwise we would just switch it off
If it were super-intelligent, it could probably trick us into leaving it turned on.


A paperclip maximizer driven by self-preservation? What could possiblie go wrong?
The problem is that you’re using Windows 95.


Are there examples of censorship or prior restraint you’d like to highlight?


What, never?


252.6 hours played, last played October 2024.
It’s enjoyable, but I’ve never been really engaged with it. There’s no progression, I don’t feel like my character, equipment, or ships are getting better even though I’m upgrading things. No planet is special, even though they’re all unique.
I think it would be better if you started out in a “settled” region with interesting factions, hand-designed planets, optional quest lines, etc. The infinite procedurally generated stuff would come into play if you push beyond the edges of known space.


You may enjoy Fritz Leiber’s short story, “A Pail of Air”, which involves the Earth being ejected.
Funny “Haha” or funny “Uh Oh”?


It may be possible…
It may not be necessary…


Depending on what counts as a “magnet”, the loss of magnetism could destroy the universe.


You have died from dysentery.


But not small ones.


Yes. My mom called it “hugging hands”. I don’t remember when we stopped doing it, but it was probably when I was around 6 or 7 years old.
A reflection in the glass of the window.
Man it sure is crackers to slip a rozzer the dropsy in snide.