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Kendrick Kerwin Chua <
kendrick@nospam.io-nyc> wrote:
I wonder what it would be like to be completely ignorant of world news
and current events. Could you make a modest living and successfully
steer clear of all the international and local drama and just not care
about supply chain issues or social mobility or economic inequality?
I think being in prison could get close, if maybe more so in the past. Presumably even there/then you'd get indirect drama exposure because
society and such. But if video games have taught me anything - and
they haven't - it's that at least when you get out, you get to wreak
your bloody revenge across a handy sandbox area, and/or selfishly drag
an orphan around town who struggles to keep up with you, and/or engage
in epic tales of Yakuza-related intrigue, and/or be amazed by mobile
phones or remote controls or DVD players existing. Because obviously.
Play:
Minecraft (PC) - overcoming my Fortune III uncertainty from last week,
I settled for the non-fortunate approach and mined 20 diamonds. Which
I brought back to base, where it didn't take me long to remember that
I'd previously split my diamond stash out between two different types
of chest, explaining why I'd seemed so low on them. Bah.
That gave me the bright idea to check my little base above the End
portal (to check if I'd left any further diamonds there as well), that
base not being too hard to get to given my shortcut to it through the
Nether. Which I was pretty sure I'd previously made quite safe, with
the whole route fully enclosed.
The whole route was not fully enclosed. As it turned out, my Java save
is the one with that precarious staircase up the side of a tower I've
mentioned previously. But I braved certain^Wpossible death and made it
to the little base with no drama... and no diamonds. (And definitely
no foreshadowing.) Which made sense to be fair, as some were in my
Resident Evil^W^WEnder chests which each share the same items. So
having an Ender chest at the little base meant I hadn't strictly
needed a separate diamond stash.
On the way back through the Nether, I spotted an awkwardly-placed
Magma Cube near the stairs up the side of the tower. I figured it was
likely to jump off the edge before I got there, and even if it didn't,
I was pretty sure I could run past it. Probably. Maybe. So, I never
saw the thing approach. But it apparently bumped me hard enough to
send me flying off the stairs, falling a good 30+ blocks down to my
death. Yay. Plus side, though - not into lava for once. And clearly
that meant I was going to go charging right back in there after
respawning, and successfully grab all my stuff and safely make it back
to my main base. Unquestionably. A highly likely outcome.
I had a few bits and pieces ready for this sort of situation, but not
as much as I'd have liked. In the end I went there with goodish but
not ideal armour, a bunch of whatever blocks I could find to place on
my way down and up again (mostly dirt and some wood), no precise idea
of exactly where I'd splatted nor how exactly to get down, and a
general aim of somehow not dying despite my lack of any real plan.
Just like in real life.
I got there with no obvious baddies around. That tower with the
staircase has what looks like a bridge leading to it (really more of a
roof I think), and looking down off the side of that I could see the
Cube. Placing dirt blocks in a vaguely diagonal pattern against the
wall was a fiddly affair during which I was bound to end up getting
killed, but somehow, wasn't. I got down, offed the offending geometry,
picked up all my gear, stacked back up to the pseudo-bridge, and made
a run for it while being shot at by a Blaze that had eventually taken
an interest. And I actually did make it back to my main base without
dying horribly. You know, like I totally knew I was going to the whole
time, famed as I am for my devastatingly confident and assertive
can-do attitude. Or something.
So I might still be lacking Fortune III, but after that ridiculously implausible outcome I was feeling pretty fortunate all the same. :-)
Want:
To not find some silly way to die in Minecraft when I do basically
anything at all. I must have lost so many sets of armour by now, even
if I did manage to avoid doing that in this case.
Bin:
Nothing.
AI - Sega has all but cited generative artificial intelligence as a
selling point for their new Crazy Taxi World Tour title. Kotaku has said that fact is reason enough to skip the game sight unseen, and I struggle
to disagree. I'm going to be bitter old goat if it turns out that slop development methods drive me out of the hobby before lack of traditional physical game media does.
As sci-fi as it remains (mostly), I'm reminded of a bit from AI 2027.
"They can either enjoy the inconceivably exciting novel
hyper-entertainment on offer, or post angry screeds into the void.
Most choose the hyper-entertainment." Something tells me I'd end up
combining the two, if only by complaining about how badly the supposed hyper-entertainment runs on my N100. :-)
Now, just to have a self-indulgent OT moment here...
It occurs to me that the enthusiasm for AI from the moneyed classes
is in fact based in perpetuating economic inequality.
I do understand this take in the very short term, but the prevailing expectation seems to be for AGI within a decade (personally I would
guess within a few years), and for me there's no way that AGIs remain exclusively under human control for long. And somewhen after that we
would presumably be pets or toast.
Which is maybe not the most fun way I've ever ended a post on here,
but that's life I guess. And hey, maybe I'm just hilariously wrong.
-Rus.
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