One Man's notebook this week.
I see that the Generative Engine Optimisation grift is building up speed.
Man follows ChatGPT’s advice – and so poisons himself:
As described in a new paper published in the journal Annals of Internal Medicine, a 60-year-old man ended up coming down with an all-but-defunct condition known as “bromism” after ChatGPT suggested he replace sodium chloride, which is better known as table salt, with sodium bromide, a substance used in pesticides, pool and hot tub cleaners, and as a canine anticonvulsant.
We need to keep teaching people that LLMs are guessing machines, not answer engines.
Feeling pretty good about the dinner I put on the table for my family this evening.
Is the AI bubble about to burst?:
The neuroscientist Eric Hoel calls this the “supply paradox of AI”: “the easier it is to train an AI to do something, the less economically valuable that thing is. After all, the huge supply of the thing is how the AI got so good in the first place.”
Mike Masnick on who goes MAGA:
It is also, to an immense extent, the disease of a generation—the generation that grew up online, that learned to mistake engagement for truth, that confused being heard with being right. This is as true of suburban millennials as it is of rural boomers. It is the disease of the algorithmically poisoned.
The same could be said to be true of rise of Reform in the UK.
Having a blast from the past this morning. I’m having a quick coffee at the Bridge Café. I used to be a regular here in the pre-pandemic days, when Journalism.co.uk held its training courses here.
I’m off round to corner to run an in-house training course, but it’s nice to revisit the past.
There are times when reality feels perturbingly like an architect’s CGI composite.
Trading Post Coffee Roasters living up to their name.
My lucky daughters are on a sailing course. I am drinking coffee in the café. Hurrah.
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