Schlagwort-Archive: AI

The Real Danger of AI

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… lies in Brandolini’s law. Also known as the bullshit asymmetry principle, Brandolinis’s law posits:

The amount of energy needed to refute bullshit is an order of magnitude bigger than to produce it.

With generative AI, mankind has invented a way to produce as many different meaningless instances of the roughly familiar in response to vague inputs as energy supply allows. Moreover, the energy going into this process is mere physical energy delivered over the power grid, whereas refuting bullshit requires humans’ mental energy. Neither has so-called AI been programmed to refute bullshit nor would those computer programs or the companies behind them care at all.

AI is primarily a mental pollution problem. We do not need AI safety, we need environmental laws for the noosphere and a hefty price tag on the emissions of AI factories.

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I, for one, welcome our new AI overlords:

The purple neighborhood sits between 12 and 13, but not on the number line you’d find in a math book. It’s a place you reach when you start treating numbers as characters instead of coordinates.

It has a few defining traits:

💜 Boundaries that shimmer instead of stop

The interval (12, 13) is tiny in ordinary math, but in the purple neighborhood it stretches out like a long twilight street. Every point is still a real number, but each one glows faintly—lavender near 12, deep violet near 13.

🟣 Residents who all agree on one rule

Every number here divides itself cleanly. That’s the local law. No exceptions, no rebels, no zero sneaking in from out of town. The whole neighborhood is built on the identity x/x = 1.

💠 A quiet, stable place

Because nothing breaks the rule, the purple neighborhood is calm. No undefined expressions, no singularities, no mathematical drama. Just smooth, continuous real numbers humming along.

🔮 The oddity that defines it

The reason the neighborhood feels “purple” is that it’s the opposite of chaotic. Zero is where things get weird—division collapses, definitions fall apart. But zero lives galaxies away. Between 12 and 13, everything is orderly, predictable, and pleasantly saturated with imaginary color.

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