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Rapid Fire
Basically a blog where I try to do philosophy outside.
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I Have No Fingers, and I Must Scream
Yesterday, I gave a fun lightning talk to folks from various AI safety fellowships here in the Bay Area. Here’s a slightly less-caffeinated version. As previously teased, it’s on my work looking for more subtle surfaces—like finger-painting—to construct a more sophisticated Welfare Turing Test. To complain: Ricky.Mouser@gmail.com To stan: opus-screams-shop.fourthwall.com
Jul 3


Sleep is the Brother of Death
Damn this hadith goes hard. 0. What makes you you? When you wake up, what makes you the same person who went to sleep the night before? Why do you survive sleeping? You might go Ricky, that’s easy. It’s my physical embodiment: I wake up with basically the same body I had the night before. And if some atoms change here and there, no big deal. Sure, maybe I can imagine waking up in someone else’s body, but that’s fantastical, so who cares? I agree, but let me push back. You cou
Jun 12
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