Games And Reality

An image of the world burning with a toasted marshmallow above it, held by the figurative hand of mankind.

I’ve been playing one of these silly phone games. It’s a zombie survivor game and, predictably, it’s driven by real world money. They call it pay-to-win in the gamer shorthand (P2W), and that means the more you pay, the more advanced you get while you compete with other individuals and alliances for prizes, and battle with them over virtual items of one form or another. It’s all artificial scarcity.

This weekend, we had a war with another server – all, of course, orchestrated by the game developers. They create demand for virtual items to compete in a virtual world for… what, exactly? To ‘beat the other player’, which you could do by simply playing with dice. Effectively, these games are like that.

Why do I play them? Because I find it interesting to see how players go out of their way to pretend that they care about other people. Non-Aggression Pacts generally spring up (NAPs), which generally elevate some and cause the lowest levels to constantly be raided and losing the virtual resources they have gathered. Eventually the lower levels get upset, quit the game, and with a lack of new players, the server eats itself. Every single time.

What’s worse, any act of defiance to the higher levels is met with iron fists, not unlike the real world, but with virtual items.

The game developers then force the servers to battle each other because people spend money for that. And when that stops being the cash cow, they merge the servers, depending on the competitive nature for items you can’t park in front of your house to continue making money. Until that dies.

I play because I enjoy building things, really, and liking to see how the systems are built. For me, it’s a reverse engineering of the game and the players, and it generally leaves me with a particularly cynical view of humanity.

So we won that war, if there is any winning of a war, and I raise up to see that the issues with Israel and the United States and pretty much the entire Middle East, particularly Iran right now, have escalated again. You can have whatever side you want, I don’t care. The net result is the same.

And I think of the game. And I think of this. Because our planet – our capital on the planet – is not stored in banks. Our ability to breath and feed ourselves is our actual capital. That is diminishing.

The server, as it is, is beginning to die. Except we have no server to battle against, and no server to merge with. We’re playing musical chairs with an increasing population and less and less trees to make chairs.

A self-defeating species.

I’ll just toast marshmallows in the flames. We seem to have a surplus of marshmallows, for some reason.

The Mundane, The Dull, The Undersung

A post from the Dull Men’s Club (Facebook) made itself into a glorious news story. ‘How did an Ayrshire bin end up in a German village?‘ was perhaps the most entertaining bit of news I had seen all week.

The group is full of people – men and women have separate groups, apparently, but people wander in regardless of gender. We find things, ask and answer questions about mundane things and have a pretty good sense of humor about it all.

There are, apparently, many of us that find joy in that. Through the group I get to see different parts of the world and even different ways of seeing the world through different cultures. It’s almost what the Internet should be.

Just a bunch of people solving everyday mysteries.

Share This Post For Wisdom.

A glowing human asking a digital oracle for guidance

Wisdom.

A society that only shares headlines doesn’t read articles. Congratulations. You’re not a member of that society.

If the only value you have is liking and sharing a post, then your value is determined by those that control you, those that want you to like and share things so that they may gain something from it. The Internet works best when we all bring something to it. For those of you actually out there and doing things, thank you.

We say that’s how we like to spend our time, but is it more like a last resort? Daydreaming is more fun. We have books on our shelves to read, or if not, we have books to find. We have a second per person per second, which stacks up pretty big in the billions. We should be decorating time somehow. That might be wisdom.

These days they say AI will help with that.

Spoiler alert: It won’t, not by present systems anyway.

Before AI, it was the IoT (Internet of Things), before the IoT it was the mobile phone, before the mobile phone it was the Internet, before the Internet was the PC Revolution, all promising us better lives. More productivity implying more personal time. It’s not a new thing to say.

Interfacing with a kludgy digital ecosystem that others profit from doesn’t make us more human – it makes us less. It turns us into the batteries of the Matrix, fueling itself and not putting enough back.

Maybe we should be more than that. That might be wisdom.

Decorating Time, II.

When I view the world, I view systems, in motion, with rhythms that dance with other systems, dancing within other systems, just… maybe humming when things are working right. There’s always something out of balance, and a light touch is enough to change it when it’s caught early enough.

Where so many are attracted to the explosions, the failures of systems, I am attuned to the efficiency of systems – the purr of a well tuned engine, the multi-threading of a real time system, a well orchestrated bit of music, and nature that sustains itself.

It’s the rare person that doesn’t like to see green around them in some shape and form for as far as the eye can see, or the ocean through the experience of a sailboat – not without that man made sound, but that wind being harnessed, ruined only by the shouts of coordination. There’s an indescribable pull to these things.

It is the same pull I feel when I watch a machine do precisely what it was designed to do, no more and no less. Not with violence, but with grace. A quiet sorting algorithm moving through millions of decisions without hesitation. A beam balanced perfectly across tension points. The kind of elegance that does not announce itself but is undeniable when you witness it. These things remind me that perfection is not loud. It does not need to be.

It shouldn’t have to be.

And yet, we seem drawn to the noise. Drawn to the spectacle of failure, to the sparks flying off misaligned gears. We watch systems crash and call it entertainment. We turn dysfunction into a kind of art. Somewhere along the line, it became more interesting to watch a thing break than to understand why it ever worked at all. Simplicity and balance are dismissed as boring, even as they quietly keep the world from falling apart.

But I cannot look away from balance. I cannot ignore the beauty of something that hums just under the surface of awareness. The kind of beauty you only notice when you stop needing to be entertained and start needing to understand. And once you see it, really see it, you start to wonder why we spend so much time chasing chaos, when the world is full of things quietly getting it right.

I see it less and less now, that beauty. It is not me, of that I am sure, for I have looked at myself through lenses of skepticism that dismantled my countenance into biases and reasons for biases and… so on, deep into the abyss where, oddly, the only thing you lose is time.

But that the orchestra of the world around me has changed. I understood the rhythms, the changes in the rhythms. Now it’s that I see systems failing, I see things failing, because we have built with technology that which the people controlling it only understand to break, to profit from the distraction, to accumulate so much that they themselves couldn’t spend if they tried.

From forests of data meeting the technological chainsaws to forests meeting the real ones, we seem so out of balance from when I started noticing. When I started trying to understand instead of being entertained.

And so, when they ask me if I will have the surgery, I hear it as another question entirely. Not about survival, but about whether I believe this system – this world we have built -is still one worth extending time within. Whether more heartbeats should be purchased for the sole purpose of watching the same predictable failures repeat on loop. The thought of living longer just to witness more of it, that endless stream of systems breaking under the weight of their own contradictions, feels less like a gift and more like a sentence.

But then I wonder if it is precisely because I see it failing that I should stay. Not to mend the whole, no, that is beyond any one person. But to tune what little corners I can still reach. To teach those still willing to listen that not every machine needs to grind itself into dust. That there is still music beneath the static if you know where to listen. Maybe the work is not to outlive the collapse, but to place one stone of balance amid the wreckage before I go.

It’s not looking good. It seems everyone is intent on making the fire bigger, the system more out of tune, in creating as much discord as they can.

So I make my decision the only way I know how. Not by asking how much time the surgery will buy me, but by asking what systems I might still steady with whatever time remains, and whether those systems are enough to regain some balance. And if the answer is yes, I suppose that is reason enough to let the heart keep its rhythm a little longer. Quietly, without announcement. Simply doing what it was designed to do.

Meanwhile, I’m counting vultures and toasting marshmallows.

The Vultures.

They ask how to escape.
But never why they are in the trap.

They ask how to win.
But never whether the game is worth playing.

The wrong question attracts the wrong answers.
And the longer you stay with the wrong question,
the more the wrong answers start to look like wisdom.

The vultures circle.
They do not need to attack.
They only need to wait.

The New ‘Pet’: The Robot Vacuum.

No banana for scale. It’s the size of a robot vacuum.

As I wrote about on KnowProSE.com, I did a test order from Temu and one of the things in the order was a robot vacuum. It’s not one of the fancy ones that maps your place and sends the information across the Internet to someone else. It’s a very basic model.

I’m new to this robot vacuum thing. I saw the first generations come out. I wasn’t too impressed, but these days, with the potential surgery ahead, it would be nice to have things routinely cleaned.

It’s got 3 spinny things, a vacuum, and (for some reason) a mop attachment even though it isn’t a mopping model. I don’t know, I won’t speculate, and the instructions say not to use it on wet surfaces.

I put the new tool to work immediately. It did 4 runs through my condo yesterday with 4 charges. And I found it amusing, so much so it is now a pet.

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Manipulation In The Age of AI – And How We Got Here.

We understand things better when we can interact with them and see an effect. A light switch, as an example, is a perfectly good example.

If the light is off, we can assume that the light switch position is in the off position. Lack of electricity makes this flawed, so we look around and see if other things that require electricity are also on.

If the light is on, we can assume the light switch is in the on position.

Simple. Even if we can’t see, we have a 50% chance of getting this right.

It gets more complicated when we don’t have an immediate effect on something, or can’t have an effect at all. As I wrote about before, we have a lot of stuff that is used every day where the users don’t understand how it works. This is sometimes a problem. Are nuclear reactors safe? Will planting more trees in your yard impact air quality in a significant way?

This is where we end up trusting things. And sometimes, these things require skepticism. The world being flat deserves as much skepticism as it being round, but there’s evidence all around that the world is indeed round. There is little evidence that the world is flat. Why do people still believe the earth is flat?

Shared Reality Evolves.

As a child, we learn by experimentation with things around us. As we grow older, we lean on information and trusted sources more – like teachers and books – to tell us things that are true. My generation was the last before the Internet, and so whatever information we got was peer reviewed, passed the muster of publishers, etc. There were many hoops that had to be jumped through before something went out into the wild.

Yet if we read the same books, magazines, saw the same television shows, we had this shared reality that we had, to an extent, agreed upon, and to another extent in some ways, was forced on us.

The news was about reporting facts. Everyone who had access to the news had access to the same facts, and they could come to their own conclusions, though to say that there wasn’t bias then would be dishonest. It just happened slower, and because it happened slower, more skepticism would come into play so that faking stuff was harder to do.

Enter The Internet

It followed that the early adopters (I was one) were akin to the first car owners because we understood the basics of how things worked. If we wanted a faster connection, we figured out what was slowing our connections and we did it largely without search engines – and then search engines made it easier. Websites with good information were valued, websites with bad information were ignored.

Traditional media increasingly found that the Internet business model was based on advertising, and it didn’t translate as well to the traditional methods of advertising. To stay competitive, some news became opinions and began to spin toward getting advertisers to click on websites. The Internet was full of free information, and they had to compete.

Over a few decades, the Internet became more pervasive, and the move toward mobile phones – which are not used mainly as phones anymore – brought information to us immediately. The advertisers and marketers found that next to certain content, people were more likely to be interested in certain advertising so they started tracking that. They started tracking us and they stored all this information.

Enter Social Media

Soon enough, social media came into being and suddenly you could target and even microtarget based on what people wanted. When people give up their information freely online, and you can take that information and connect it to other things, you can target people based on clusters of things that they pay attention to.

Sure, you could just choose a political spectrum – but you could add religious beliefs, gender/identity, geography, etc, and tweak what people see based on a group they created from actual interactions on the Internet. Sound like science fiction? It’s not.

Instead of a shared reality on one axis, you could target people on multiple axes.

Cambridge Analytica

Enter the Facebook-Cambridge Analytica Data Scandal:

Cambridge Analytica came up with ideas for how to best sway users’ opinions, testing them out by targeting different groups of people on Facebook. It also analyzed Facebook profiles for patterns to build an algorithm to predict how to best target users.

“Cambridge Analytica needed to infect only a narrow sliver of the population, and then it could watch the narrative spread,” Wylie wrote.

Based on this data, Cambridge Analytica chose to target users that were  “more prone to impulsive anger or conspiratorial thinking than average citizens.” It used various methods, such as Facebook group posts, ads, sharing articles to provoke or even creating fake Facebook pages like “I Love My Country” to provoke these users.

The Cambridge Analytica whistleblower explains how the firm used Facebook data to sway elections“, Rosalie Chan, Business Insider (Archived) October 6th, 2019

This had drawn my attention because it impacted the two countries I am linked to; the United States and Trinidad and Tobago. It is known to have impacted the Ted Cruz Campaign (2016), the Donald Trump Presidential Campaign (2016), and interfering in the Trinidad and Tobago Elections (2010).

The timeline of all of that, things were figured out years after the damage had already been done.

The Shared Realities By Algorithm

When you can splinter groups and feed them slightly different or even completely different information, you can impact outcomes, such as elections. In the U.S., you can see it with television channel news biases – Fox news was the first to be noted. When the average attention span of people is now 47 seconds, things like Twitter and Facebook (Technosocial dominant) can make this granularity more and more fine.

Don’t you know at least one person who believe some pretty whacky stuff? Follow them on social media, I guarantee you you’ll see where it’s coming from. And it gets worse now because since AI has become more persuasive than the majority of people and critical thinking has not kept pace.

When you like or share something on social media, ask yourself whether someone has a laser pointer and just adding a red dot to your life.

The Age of Generative AI And Splintered Shared Realities

An AI attached to the works of humans

Recently, people have been worrying about AI in elections and primarily focusing on deepfakes. Yet deepfakes are very niche and haven’t been that successful. This is probably also because it has been the focus, and therefore people are skeptical.

The generative AI we see, large language models (LLMs) were trained largely on Internet content, and what is Internet content largely? You can’t seem to view a web page without it? Advertising. Selling people stuff that they don’t want or need. Persuasively.

And what do sociotechnical dominant social media entities do? Why, they train their AIs on the data available, of course. Wouldn’t you? Of course you would. To imagine that they would never use your information to train an AI requires more imagination than the Muppets on Sesame Street could muster.

Remember when I wrote that AI is more persuasive? Imagine prompting an AI on what sort of messaging would be good for a specific microtarget. Imagine asking it how to persuade people to believe it.

And imagine in a society of averages that the majority of people will be persuaded about it. What is democracy? People forget that it’s about informed conversations and they go straight to the voting because they think that is the measure of a democracy. It’s a measure, and the health of that measure reflects the health of the discussion preceding the vote.

AI can be used – and I’d argue has been used – successfully in this way, much akin to the story of David and Goliath, where David used technology as a magnifier. A slingshot effect. Accurate when done right, multiplying the force and decreasing the striking surface area.

How To Move Beyond It?

Well, first, you have to understand it. You also have to be skeptical about why you’re seeing the content that you do, especially when you agree with it. You also have to understand that, much like drunk driving, you don’t have to be drinking to be a victim.

Next, you have to understand the context other people live in – their shared reality and their reality.

Probably more importantly, is not calling people names because they disagree with you. Calling someone racist or stupid is a recipe for them to stop listening to you.

Where people – including you – can manipulated by what is shown in your feeds by dividing, find the common ground. The things that connect. Don’t let entities divide us. We do that well enough by ourselves without suiting their purposes.

The future should be about what we agree on, our common shared identities, where we can appreciate the nuances of difference. And we can build.

In An Age of Science and Technology…

Much of what I see these days is related to misunderstanding of science and technology.

Years ago, I noted when the automatic transmission was becoming popular, that an increasing number of people were unfamiliar with engine braking – the downshifting of a manual transmission to slow a vehicle. When engine braking, the brake lights don’t come on automatically, just like with an automatic transmission when you let off the gas to slow.

I can’t imagine how many vehicles that engine braked were rear-ended. So I started thinking about why. Why is it that people didn’t understand that other people with manual transmissions engine braked?

Then I helped people with cars, some older than I, and I was shocked to find that many didn’t know the basics of how a car functioned. Before the electronics took over engine control, you just needed to know that an internal combustion engine required spark, air (oxygen) and fuel. If you lacked one of those, the car wouldn’t start – and even today, with all the electronics, that’s true.

I recall as I was getting out of the Navy helping a Navy Chief with an MR2, and I popped the hood (behind the cab) and he started talking about the black round thing. It was the carburetor, where fuel and air mixed, and when I told him that he dismissed it as knowledge he didn’t need despite his car not working. This troubled me. Why would someone dismiss knowledge?

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2024 Ruminations: Navigating Toward 2025

This post has been in the making over the course of a few days, much longer than usual, but I have been ruminating and getting interrupted by life and it’s distractions which ended up helping me finish it. Writing is like that sometimes.

Everyone’s going to be writing lists and going over the highlights of 2024, making predictions about 2025, and otherwise fighting for readership in the “Everyone Else Is Doing It” spiral toward zero. Sure, when you’re younger, it seems bold and new – but trust me, it’s not that bold or that new.

It’s outright boring when you start abstracting it away. What matters is what matters to you, and if you’re going to spend your time talking about other people, or waxing nostalgic about a single year (!) I have bad news: AI can probably do it better than you. It probably should, too, since those are low hanging fruit.

Lemme see what happened this year and write about it! And I can write about next year and it will likely be all wrong but if I get one thing right the whole planet will bow to my wisdom!

What should I write?“, Boring People, 0-2025
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How Did We Get Here?

An AI attached to the works of humans

I was fiddling around with DALL-E today and it generated the image on the left, and it hit me squarely. I wanted a visual representation of what scraping does so that people could understand…

After all, people don’t care about having their work scraped unless they perceive that they have value that is being scraped.

It’s not a great image. I’d wager a human artist could do much better. While I do not appreciate the work of others scraped to generate stuff like this, I think it’s a good use of a Generative AI.

What I really wanted to generate was a little billionaire sitting on the shoulder of the AI holding a little leash, while the AI is connected to everything. There’s an idea for a real visual artist – go nuts!

AIs aren’t bad. It’s really the corporations behind them which practice tweedism in a democracy. They get to spend more on election campaigns, and they have a lot more of a say over nominations than anyone that can spend less than them. If you can control the nominations, you can control the vote.

If you can control the media, you can control the vote because you can manage the perceptions of the people who think their vote matters, and constantly polarizing things is good for business and managing perceptions.

I don’t know how we got here. I was just a latch-key kid in the 70s in Ohio, watching black and white re-runs of Superman with all that, “Truth! Justice! And the American Way!” Now being a latch-key kid is decidedly more dangerous. Just going to school goes beyond dealing with the bullies (easy enough, just hit them in the nose), now you have to worry about people unable to punch noses (for whatever reason) coming back to school and putting holes in people with their grandma’s AR-15. OK, I don’t think that’s happened yet, but it seems sadly plausible.

My big escapades included being shot with a BB gun – metal BBs – and getting cracked over the head with a baseball bat. Getting shot with an actual gun is some next level stuff. I don’t get how we got there, either.

Yet – when we’re young, if our parents are doing their jobs even 25% right1, we feel safe. I felt safe, with my greatest fear being the words, “Wait til your father gets home”. Things weren’t perfect, but overall, I felt pretty safe. I’d be in the front yard in suburbia, or riding my bicycle, or… something other than staring at a flat screen: Those Superman episodes were stolen, but what my parents didn’t know when they weren’t around…

Because I felt safe, I bought into the “Truth! Justice! And the American Way!” naively. Little House On the Prairie preached values, and when my mother wasn’t around, I got to watch “Gunsmoke” and “Wild Wild West” with my father – where other values were instilled.

Yet when I look around, I don’t see those values in a place of authority. In my lifetime, I’m pretty sure I haven’t seen them. It’s like watching a band lip synch at a concert: Something’s off. You can tell.

And how did we get to billionaires making money off of work they haven’t bought, haven’t even looked at themselves, created by people they don’t care about, and used to regenerate things without attribution or even thought. Just lawsuits in a world where words have gained the flexibility of contortionists.

I wonder how it happened so I can know where we should be – and then we have to figure out a way to get there, those of us that are interested.

  1. Yes, I made that up, but I don’t think any parent gets things 100% right, and it’s probably for the best or there wouldn’t be a constant interest in improving parenting. Plus, we humans don’t come with instruction manuals. We are just tax breaks that grow up to pay taxes. ↩︎