The Price For Artificial Intelligence
The promise of AI is hyperproductivity — more output from less input. Instead of spending hours reading a 20,000-word essay, we can ask it to
The promise of AI is hyperproductivity — more output from less input. Instead of spending hours reading a 20,000-word essay, we can ask it to
What if we looked at entrepreneurs as athletes? I think this would cause a profound shift in how they see themselves and how others regard
There’s a company in the U.S that uses A.I. and robotics to write and deliver handwritten letters. If your mom is sick, your friend is
I’ve finally settled on the view that life is easy, and that we bring hardship to ourselves. Often we do not intend to bring hardship,
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One afternoon, Prof Seelig rounded up students and split them into teams, each given $5 and two hours to make as much money as possible. Some students thought about gambling. Others thought about buying stock and then selling it for a profit. A third group got it!
The third group, realising that the $5 was actually a trap, ignored it altogether. They thought about themselves and their creativity as resources. One group inflated bicycle tyres for a fee. Another provided bookings and reservation services for a nearby restaurant. Yet another offered poetry and love-letter writing service.
This is the Parable of the Talents. The Matthew Effect. If you think about what little you have, that little will be taken away. Cold, but true.
In school, we are taught about different kinds of love. There is brotherly love, romantic love, filial, erotic, and so on. However, we seldom discuss the golden thread that weaves through all these categories. Worse, there’s also lust, which masquerades as love. What is the defining characteristic of lust, and when does it transform into love – if ever? This and more in today’s newsletter.
I once stood in a long queue. The gentleman behind me started making small talk to pass the time. Among the questions he asked was why we have armpits. This question has never left my mind. As it turns out, there could be something profound in the answer.
Death has inspired the greatest poems and moved us to create art that opens a new world far beyond this one. Yet, we all have an appointment with death and it is in this reckoning that we reflect, not only on our mortality, but on those who came before us. It is in this space, that we receive messages from beyond.
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