An incomplete waste of time. New colors without shooting lasers into your eyes.
No shit. Machine Bullshit: Characterizing the Emergent Disregard for Truth in Large Language Models is a scientific paper by four authors from Princeton and two from UC Berkeley. A pull-quote: "While previous work has explored large language model (LLM) hallucination and sycophancy, we propose machine bullshit as an overarching conceptual framework that can allow researchers to characterize the broader phenomenon of emergent loss of truthfulness in LLMs and shed light on its underlying mechanisms. We introduce the Bullshit Index, a novel metric quantifying LLMs’ indifference to truth, and propose a complementary taxonomy analyzing four qualitative forms of bullshit: empty rhetoric, paltering, weasel words, and unverified claims."
We're sorry now. One of my most vivid memories is walking from the Mantoloking Beach snack stand to our family's red umbrella with a white stripe around it. I wove my way through a forest of other umbrellas and blankets (it was a crowded beach), while a Nutty Buddy and an ice cream sandwich melted in my hands and "Lipstick on your collar" played from more than a dozen transistor radios along my path. The singer was Connie Francis, and the radio station was my fave* at the time: WMCA/570 from New York. Connie died yesterday at 87. She was a powerful singer with a brilliant mind who led a long, interesting, and often troubled life—one totally worth reading about. Glad she lived a long one. *Top 40 competitors in that age were WINS/1010 and WMGM/1050. Though both were 10x WMCA's power, their signals were aimed away from the Jersey Shore while WMCA's wasn't. Later, WABC/770 would blow all three away.
It's Pop's birthday. Were he alive, he'd be 117 years old. Here is the collection of photos from his life (starting with ancestors) that I posted on his 100th birthday.
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