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  • wildncrazyguy@kbin.socialtoTechnology@beehaw.org3 days 🤯
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    7 months ago

    Did you read it to the bottom? They’re using 3D printing to build the organic shapes and have already done so to build space vehicles, airplane parts and dune buggies. It also mentions where parts are too complex to manufacture, they ask the AI to account for it and break it into components.

    If you think people aren’t already using this for civil engineering, then I’ve got a bridge I want to sell to ya.






  • I want to converse in a place where most people are civil and tolerant of ideas even if these ideas challenge their view of the world. People don’t have to agree, but I think most people should be treated with dignity and respect. Further, I would love to converse in place where people are rational actors and free thinkers, rather than just simply aligned and regurgitating their group’s thought leaders’ talking points. A place where people have been taught the scientific method, fallacies, how to discern most propaganda and advertising, and also have at least a minimum understanding of philosophy, psychology and sociology.

    In other words, I want to converse in a complete fantasyland.

    Joking aside, these arts were once taught to all students at most universities. I’m not sure if they are anymore, but the news paints a picture that they’ve been exchanged for more “employable” skills. I hope to see more pushback against those efforts.


  • I grew up during this time. You know what I remember? Being bored…a lot. We didn’t text or Google the Internet, instead we played cards, poked at leaf fires, ran around, but we also read ingredient labels, shampoo bottles, captured and then mutilated bugs, and we watched the same episode of Fred Rogers for the 42nd time. And we just sat there on the porch, sometimes in silence.

    Fortunately my Dad was a yarn spinner and could keep us occupied with jokes or little quarter magic tricks or talk about literally nothing for hours. But even he would get exhausted of talking from time to time, and so we would sit there, bobbing our legs about, itchy or tired. Or we’d go be mischievous in mildly mischievous ways…and other times not so mildly.

    And then the driving, good gravy so much driving. Some conversations could be held over the phone, but real business had to be done in person, especially since credit cards were an oddity and not considered as safe as cash. Bills were mailed, but more often than not paid on the very last due date in person through the teller window. We drove half the days away sitting there inhaling second and third hand cigarette smoke with the car windows shut or cracked ever so slightly.

    So, maybe it was different for the wealthy kids who could shop at the mall food court for hours or the big city kids who could bloviate with film producers downtown, but for us growing up in the Styx life was fucking boring before the Internet. And I wasn’t even that far in the Styx.

    And don’t get me started if your weird ass didn’t match up to the rest of your communities opinions. The Internet literally gave these people community.