Monday, May 29, 2023
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Friday, May 26, 2023
Thursday, May 25, 2023
Fox is done....It's about time1
Tuesday, May 23, 2023
Everybody say Midget!
Monday, May 22, 2023
Saturday, May 20, 2023
This Will throw A Scare Into Them
Many black people are herd animals. Before somebody calls me a racist, I add so are most women, high school kids, social media addicts, and Leftists. It's why Cancel Culture exists.
I rode the Market-Frankford El for many a year, getting to school and then to work. You looked at the crowd and whatever baseball team was in that summer, every black guy had some of their apparel (Rockies, Rays). Ditto Kangol caps, Hilfiger, Triple Phat, etc.
Howsomever, we now see something interesting. And from a prominent black entertainment figure. No, it's not LeBum, but a wheel in TV and music whose work is seen all the time.
Ice Cube says the Demos need to remember who put them where they are. Yeah, a lot of it is the same old We Need Programs To Make Us Equal; Don't Ask Us To Do It Ourselves stuff, but, again, another prominent black figure is talking what amounts to treason for many blacks. And a lot of young blacks are saying the same, except they like what Conservatives say. They've seen the result of a half century of Democrat paternalism. It's why Bill Cosby was railroaded.
I say what I've said before. The Democrats are hemorrhaging constituencies, not just constituents. Demographics are are against the Demos. The Conservatives are having the babies. Hispanics are assimilating. Moslems are leaving the faith.
And nothing has motivated Americans more than the gender thing.
The Demos have every right to be scared.
Thursday, May 18, 2023
Friday, May 12, 2023
Monday, May 8, 2023
The Dreadful Steaming Brown Pile
Here is what AI came up with when I requested a meeting between Robert B Parker's detective Spenser and John D. MacDonald's Travis McGee. You would recall I started a series about their meeting, and I am totally disappointed in what they came up with in Artificial Intelligence
The Steaming Brown Pile
Travis McGee leaned back in his beach chair, sipping on a gin and tonic and watching the waves roll in. It had been a good week for him – two cases wrapped up with a tidy profit, and enough sunshine and saltwater to soothe the soul.
As he looked out over the water, he saw a familiar figure walking down the beach towards him. It was Spenser, the Boston PI. They had crossed paths a few times over the years, and while they weren't exactly friends, there was a certain respect between them.
"Travis," Spenser said, nodding in greeting as he reached the beach chair. "Long time no see."
"Spenser," Travis replied, raising his glass in a toast. "What brings you down to Florida?"
"Got a case," Spenser said, taking a seat in the sand next to Travis. "Boston businessman, wife and daughter kidnapped, ransom demand for two million."
"Sounds like a good payday," Travis said. "What's the catch?"
"The catch," Spenser said, "is that the businessman has a past. Some shady dealings, connections to organized crime, that sort of thing. He's worried that if he goes to the cops, his past will catch up with him."
Travis snorted. "That's always the way, isn't it? I swear, half my cases involve people who should have gone straight a long time ago."
Spenser nodded in agreement. "So, you got anything going on down here? Might be good to have some backup."
Travis thought for a moment. "Actually, I do have something. Local developer, trying to muscle in on some beachfront property. He's got some hired goons making threats and causing trouble."
Spenser grinned. "Sounds like my kind of party. You mind if I tag along?"
Travis shook his head. "Not at all. The more the merrier."
They finished their drinks and headed off down the beach, two hard-boiled detectives with a job to do. Maybe they weren't exactly friends, but there was a certain camaraderie between them – a sense that, in a world full of shady characters and dirty deals, they were two of the few who could be counted on to do the right thing.
The Case of the not so Intelligent Artificial Intelligence
I have been playing around with Artificial Intelligence apps on the computer. I have trying to use it to simplify some descriptions and to help in writing.
The problem is that it sucks. It sucks hard. I have been reading about how it will replace writers but there is no way that it could ever work. You have to give so much information for to generate something and then it seems to just be regurgitating what you put in originally.
I tried to get it to write one of my letters to Holmes from Inspector Lestrade. When I used a lot of detail it actually refused to do it since it said it would not make fun of anyone's sexuality or mock anyone. What's the fun in that.
Anyway this is what it came up with:
My dear Mr. Holmes,
I trust this letter finds you well, and perhaps even well-occupied with one of your many pressing cases. It is with some hesitancy that I write to you on a matter that, while it may not require your immediate attention, is nonetheless of some interest.
You may recall the Lady Chatterley case, which had the good fortune of crossing your path some years ago. It seems that, despite the best efforts of yourself and the Yard, this particular affair has not been entirely laid to rest.
Rumors, whispers, and insinuations have been floating about of late, suggesting that the late Lady Chatterley's gardener, one Oliver Mellors, may have been more deeply involved in her demise than was previously thought. While I do not wish to imply any wrongdoing on the part of the deceased, I must confess that such talk has made me rather uneasy.
I know that you are always one to keep your ear to the ground when it comes to such matters, and I would be most grateful if you could spare a moment to look into this for me. I understand that your time is valuable, but I assure you that any information you could provide would be of great use to the Yard.
I remain, as always, your humble servant.
Yours sincerely,
Inspector Lestrade