On cuddling and soft deadly whispers

My readers, I know I don’t intellectualize my site but I am doing it today. Noam Chomsky, the philosopher said something. He asks a question i must ask as well as I have a basic idea of submarine engineering. He asked whether submarines swim. I must ask it. Do submarines swim?

Appearing with his Gray-white hair, being the Caucasian he is(that is, a localized dark cored reflection manifest color for any old person of any creed or white person of any gender and not Grey-black which is a spatial existential polar  non-color sustainin manifest in the presence of heat( or as I may call it, the low IQ idiot in my genepool) by for iinstance, differentiating x (do not excuse the far too many brackets here)) and his pink skin as he is Caucasian, he says Machines are programs. And for a program to function every question has to be answered (Unless I must add, the programmers program it not to answer…this besides the point…). If I may surmarise, he says Language is not consciousness( reducing LLM’s to NULL), you can’t raise human children in artificial environments (and I must add…except when the gene manifests require reflection space). He says of”the way we use the word”think”, rooms don’t think””. I am talking about this because I am excited to hear him talk about AI in the age of AI because he is indeed a respectable, truly admired old white man. He won’t be here for the peak of modern AI systems.

He’s not dead yet, but he’s about 96 years old now I think. And I am now about ten years celibate. Don’t you dare think not my readers. With Newton and Einstein, I told you how I like it. I gotta get ready, get dressed up and such. Ain’t no dark cored big Deck over here. My readers I think maybe i’ll get me some soon. What I like is what I like. And I’m patient and monogamous. Don’t you dare judge me about it. Don’t you dare. I gotta achive him here on my blog so I can reference his words afterwards in the future when intelligent machines start misbehaving (because unlike me they never stand the chance of a rapist calling them crazy and having to learn human behavior all over again naturally…). What can I say. I love cuddling and soft deadly whispers. Now, that I find damned attractive.