jay started reading The Unspoken Name by A. K. Larkwood (The Serpent Gates, #1)
The Unspoken Name by A. K. Larkwood (The Serpent Gates, #1)
What if you knew how and when you will die?
Csorwe does. She will climb the mountain, enter the Shrine …
Contains brainfog. I admire people who have a clear definition for what each number of stars means, but I give them out purely intuitively.
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What if you knew how and when you will die?
Csorwe does. She will climb the mountain, enter the Shrine …
What will become of our self-destructed planet? The answer shatters all expectations in this subversive speculation from the Hugo Award–winning …
What will become of our self-destructed planet? The answer shatters all expectations in this subversive speculation from the Hugo Award–winning …
A friend recommended this series for the pacing and the important role the landscape plays in the stories, which intrigued me. And it really delivered in these respects. The pacing is truly excellent, unhurried without dropping the reader. The description of the landscapes painted them well enough in my mind, without ever having been in any similar ones. The glimpses into the life and inner worlds of the protagonists were convincing and interesting. The unraveling of the mistery felt engaging and natural, despite the small red herrings.
Books I really love are usually ones that concern themselves with the big questions. This isn't that—not that it leaves them out, it's just not what the book is about. It still was a pleasure to listen to, and made me think about how I acquired this taste and how useful it is at my present point in life.
I listened to …
A friend recommended this series for the pacing and the important role the landscape plays in the stories, which intrigued me. And it really delivered in these respects. The pacing is truly excellent, unhurried without dropping the reader. The description of the landscapes painted them well enough in my mind, without ever having been in any similar ones. The glimpses into the life and inner worlds of the protagonists were convincing and interesting. The unraveling of the mistery felt engaging and natural, despite the small red herrings.
Books I really love are usually ones that concern themselves with the big questions. This isn't that—not that it leaves them out, it's just not what the book is about. It still was a pleasure to listen to, and made me think about how I acquired this taste and how useful it is at my present point in life.
I listened to the audiobook, narrated by George Guidall.
I think the most interesting part for me is to analyze a little how this book positions AI compared to other books in the genre.
I don't know if this is just my own bias (and aversion to techbros), but there's something about this version of AI in this book that seems like it's meant to be an extension of LLM airquotes AI hype. It's something about the wording of "when AI began participating in creative tasks" that twigs that feeling for me. There's almost nothing here about sentience or consciousness. AI is both simultaneously a critical focus of the book while also relegated to the background.
We're told that AI has "worked magic on municipal planning and administration freeing the world of poverty" (citation needed). The book mentions one-off forensic evidence of "companies [that] were created by AI that emerged organically from global networks" but that's the last we …
I think the most interesting part for me is to analyze a little how this book positions AI compared to other books in the genre.
I don't know if this is just my own bias (and aversion to techbros), but there's something about this version of AI in this book that seems like it's meant to be an extension of LLM airquotes AI hype. It's something about the wording of "when AI began participating in creative tasks" that twigs that feeling for me. There's almost nothing here about sentience or consciousness. AI is both simultaneously a critical focus of the book while also relegated to the background.
We're told that AI has "worked magic on municipal planning and administration freeing the world of poverty" (citation needed). The book mentions one-off forensic evidence of "companies [that] were created by AI that emerged organically from global networks" but that's the last we hear of it. It also tells us that "no matter how we try to prevent it, corporations like LK are destined to become one giant AI" going further to say "we're all fated to disappear into the bowels of an AI behemoth" and this is arguably the conclusion of the book. But this is all talk.
The reader doesn't get to see any of this AI machination on page and so it's largely just an existential threat. How many AIs are there? Do they talk to each other? Even when characters are threatening to or partially merging with AI, we just hear about it, and don't learn what this means in the context of this world or for these characters. When the narrator interacts with AI, it's less about talking to a person and more like just using some tool: "external affairs AI lets me know where it thinks they're headed." That's the most detailed human computer interaction this book has to offer.
In thinking about this, here's a bunch of other books that came to mind that deal with these topics better:
Counterweight talks about the old president distributing their consciousness elsewhere, but what this means and its implications are barely touched upon, whereas that topic is a focal point for Ann Leckie's Ancillary Justice. The AIs in Counterweight are barely treated as tools and yet they are creating companies and merging with humans and exploring space in the epilogue, but there's no consideration of their sentience or consciousness or their rights in the same way that Ancillary Mercy does either.
Ursula Whitcher's North Continent Ribbon tells a much more nuanced story about the ways in which humans push back against machine intelligence and the messy line between human and machine responsibility.
There's a throwaway line of AI having its own sense of humor in picking music that humans don't understand, but Sue Burke's Dual Memory provides a much more nuanced and direct view of machine culture (as well more of a variety of what machine sentience and machine goals could look like).
I also think Charles Stross's Accelerando does a better job at describing the effects of powerful AIs that are so strange as to seem alien, and that have left no room for humanity.
Thomas lachte kurz auf und schüttelte den Kopf. "Für den Freund der Aufhellung behalten Wort und Begriff des Volkes selbst immer etwas Archaisch-Apprehensives, und er weiß, dass man die Menge nur als Volk anzureden braucht, wenn man sie zum Rückständig-Bösen verleiten will."
— Erdling by Emma Braslavsky (Page 358)
Thomas Mann redet da, evtl. ein echtes Zitat aus dem Doktor Faustus
@eldang@outside.ofa.dog I thought I was going to pass on this one, but now I won't.
"er konnte nichts dafür dass ich eine begegnung auf augenhöhe fast phobisch vermied und mich stattdessen permanent unterordnete, indem ich ihn idealisierte, mich für dinge begeisterte, die er mochte, keine einwände erhob und immer verständnis zeigte. meine unterordnung bestand nicht darin, dass ich mich degradierte, sondern darin, dass ich mein wesen unbewusst und intuitiv auf seinen gefallen ausrichtete. ich ahnte, was er brauchte: ob es die sanfte empathie einer guten freundin oder die emotionale distanz einer vielbeschäftigten, begehrenswerten frau war. ich konnte zehnminütige sprachnachrichten aufnehmen oder eine nachricht zwei tage lang ungelesen lassen. so oder so, ich war nicht ehrlich. nicht, weil ich ihn faktisch anlog, sondern weil es mein primäres ziel war, von ihm behalten zu werden. und dafür musste ich möglichst unproblematisch sein. ich kuratierte und zensierte mich von dem moment an, in dem ich beschloss, dass die andere person eine war, die mich lieben sollte."
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When a young man in the Uplands blinds himself rather than use his gift of "unmaking"--a violent talent shared by …
Moon of the Crusted Snow is a story about a small, remote Anishinaabe community surviving through the beginning of an apocalypse. Power goes out, communication is down, and they turn inward to try to take care of their community, through leadership struggles, limited food, and the chaos of taking in strangers. I read this as a part of July's #SFFBookClub book.
I quite enjoyed the smaller focused story of survival here, where the outside world is at the margins. It centers a small Anishinaabe community, and about its dread and uncertainty and adaptation as everything starts to slowly unravel when winter sets in.
For me, the part that set the tone of the entire story was the conversation that Evan Whitesky has with the elder Aileen Jones, about halfway through the book. She says that there's no word for apocalypse in Ojibwe. But more than that, she says that their …
Moon of the Crusted Snow is a story about a small, remote Anishinaabe community surviving through the beginning of an apocalypse. Power goes out, communication is down, and they turn inward to try to take care of their community, through leadership struggles, limited food, and the chaos of taking in strangers. I read this as a part of July's #SFFBookClub book.
I quite enjoyed the smaller focused story of survival here, where the outside world is at the margins. It centers a small Anishinaabe community, and about its dread and uncertainty and adaptation as everything starts to slowly unravel when winter sets in.
For me, the part that set the tone of the entire story was the conversation that Evan Whitesky has with the elder Aileen Jones, about halfway through the book. She says that there's no word for apocalypse in Ojibwe. But more than that, she says that their world already ended much earlier when they were forced out of their original land, and ended again when their children were stolen. That they've seen disaster over and over and have always been resilient and survived.
To me, that conversation feels directly juxtaposed with Evan's musing a few pages later about the phrase the moon of the crusted snow--he remembers teachers having a disagreement about whether that phrase referred to the month at the peak of winter or a month where it alternated between freezing and mild temperatures. In the context of Aileen's conversation, it feels like the title itself is about ambivalent ways of looking at disaster--one perception of it being the worst thing that's ever happened, and another saying that this is not the first time this has happened, and providing some future-looking hope for milder times.