No R-18 stuff here. [ she or they ]
| Continuation of | @octopus |
| Programmer | 1998 ~ 2018 |
| Continuation of | @octopus |
| Programmer | 1998 ~ 2018 |
applied for a fedi account at weirder.earth
could reasonably take longer for someone to review than cybre.space has until we go into read-only.
been tending toward a moral(?) framework that emphasizes
* radical consent
* respecting autonomy
* epistemic humility
comes together into something like "a person is the ultimate authority on what is good for them. this cannot be known from the outside, so affirmative consent is needed before 'helping' them."
the individual components are all good things that people generally don't emphasize enough imo, but I'm feeling limitations, too.
friction points:
* sometimes, knowledge is possible. it's even possible to know things relevant to someone's situation that they do not.
* no one is truly autonomous; we are social and our extended intelligence includes other minds
* (consent) decisions can have nontrivial cognitive, emotional, and social costs. demanding them before acting externalizes that cost
I *do* want to:
- draw a salary
- do something useful/interesting
- interact with other people
- learn stuff
I *don't* want to
- feel like a lonely freak
- be responsible for shit I can't control
- wonder when they'll fire me this time
- constantly guard against social challenges
sleep apnea mouthpiece costs $3.2k, including a year's worth of followup visits
they last about 5 years?
about ~$60/month for the possibility of rest while sleeping
I've sort of made peace with the fact that I'm a useless, incapable, isolated, unemployed nothing
which is very bad for trying to muster the [something] to change any of it, but the alternative is soaking in despair
dreamed that I was repeating senior year (highschool) & that by around 3rd-4th quarter I had just⦠stopped doing any kind of homework, studying, showing up for tests. had trouble collecting food during lunch so that by the time I got to the next class (without having eaten, with awkward and heavy backpacks) there weren't any chairs left for me.
dreamed that I had taken a generic software job and was only able to work 6h a day (instead of 8) & told the boss something like, look, the social contract is broken & the written contract says you can fire me any time for no reason, I don't owe you any unwritten stuff like "basic human honesty". I have to work and corps only hire software devs for 40h/weeks and I can't do that, so I'm just going to work 30h/weeks until people catch on and fire me and then I'll do it again somewhere else.
also there was some mmorpg / wheel of time / ATLA shit going on