When I’m stressed out and need to calm myself, I run through the layouts of old buildings I used to work, live, or go to school in.

Yeah, most people have to occasionally hurt others, though I’m not sure how they feel about it.

I believe that some people cannot coexist with others without being hurt (eg. imprisoned), but I don’t relish the thought, especially not in the context of war. If I could choose, I’d institute a gift-based Potlach system (but I have no real enforcement mechanism without violence, so…).

To be clear, I’m not being judgmental about this, I don’t think anyone should be judged for their thoughts, I just don’t have those thoughts.

Hey, this is also not a personal attack. I don’t know if I’m the outlier here or not, but I figured I’d mention it and others can weigh in.

I don’t get the urge to hurt people, not that I don’t hurt people, but it’s unintentional or uncomfortable for me. I get the urge to prove people wrong, but I only feel dread when I need to hurt people (not harm them, but I’m a teacher, so I have to have tough conversations with students sometimes).

If you get the urge to hurt people, vote this comment down, if you don’t, vote it up.

Damn. Maybe it’s unrealistic to have all your hair replaced with snakes.

Yeah, tbh I hope she’s deaf, for her sake.

I think medusas deaf. The cilia in your ear would be less effective if replaced by tiny snakes.

I had a man point at me and angrily go “that’s her!” to his companion while passing me.

I work at a bakery and give this motherfucker a free roll and a decaf every day because he’s already on the street when I get there at 4 and he needs to eat. We didn’t have decaf that morning, so I just gave him a roll, because I don’t know why he drinks decaf and I’m not trying to give him a heart attack. He thought it was aggressive of me.

Given human history, I think it references everyone. That’s not a dig, more acknowledgment that this isn’t actually new.

Yeah, I’d really like to switch to Linux, but I’m the most tech savvy person in my circle and I know I’d fuck something up.

Edit: thanks all for the advice, I’ve got to at least wait until I finish my thesis and my husband and I have more than one computer between us

What if I have lead pipes?

That or I’m cherry picking :P

The most important thing about the fae for me is first: they’re likely to try and blend in poorly as a person; but also untrustworthy in a demon/fine print way; entrancing; subject to their own (unknown) rules; dangerous to give your true name to; and dangerous to accept gifts from. The rest of them aren’t inapplicable to modern ai, but they’re not as easy to explain, I guess.

Do you have different associations with the fae when I list them all out?

His whole name: first, middle, middle, last. I also have him saved as my emergency contact.

That’s an interesting theory, though I think the fae fits better with neurodivergence than other hominids. (Incomprehensible, different, follows strict rules, changelings, unpredictable, etc. I’m autistic and have been called all of the above multiple times)

But again, this is just a shower thought- I’m enjoying finding more overlaps, not actually convinced that we somehow had a computing society that disappeared and left no trace except for fairytales.

Oh yeah, that’s why I put “AI” in scare quotes and mentioned our current AI. This is just about the technology assisted masturbation that uses astonishing resources

Every single time, my brain goes “no! Now I’m going to maim myself out of spite,” and then I feel like an asshole for (internally) responding like that to someone trying to help

I think this comes down to a quirk of personality.

I have always charmed parents even though I’m somewhat rough around the edges (probably partially because my mom died when I was young and older women still see me as a little lost lamb who needs mothering in my thirties), but my best friend near universally turns parents off, even though we’re pretty similar.

When we were younger, everyone thought she was a bad influence on me, though it was probably the other way around.

I like to think that historical humans prefer it that way, if it helps.

I want my name known to people who loved me and whose life I directly impacted. I like the concept of getting to know the larger human community, but I don’t think I’ll have failed if nobody remembers my name a hundred years after my death. If the choice is between my diary being found and read by people or my name forgotten, I’d prefer the latter.

Holy shit, is that a variation on an existing icon or did you just spitball a neat visual metaphor from scratch on the spot?

I’m going to use that on my husband and it’s going to work, so at least it’s done some good?

What I’ve really noticed more recently is that at times the tantrum is mostly performative. Like they’re not deeply and gravely upset, they’re just acting it out.

Literally yes. They’re testing the boundaries of what they can do and seeing what the results of different types of behavior are.