I’m not sure what you’re asking about exactly. If it’s the key to happiness you’re after, I’ll let you know once I find it. But when it comes to meaning - and feeling like I’m valued by society - that shift happened for me when I went from being an employee to being self-employed.
In my old job, building mostly apartment blocks and schools, I never interacted with the end users. Nobody appreciated a job well done, and nobody ever said thank you. The only thing that mattered was how fast you got it done. It wasn’t much different from working on an assembly line.
These days, people call me when they’ve got a problem with their house and I show up to solve it. They’re usually relieved I’m there, and many are just as glad to have someone to talk to - especially the elderly, who make up about half my customer base. I’ve done everything from recovering lost TV channels to full kitchen remodels, with very few limits on what I can help with. People are almost always incredibly kind and hospitable - nearly everyone offers coffee and snacks, and a few even cook for me.
On top of that, I get a ton of repeat customers, which tells me they were satisfied with my previous work. Honestly, I can’t imagine a more fulfilling feeling than getting genuine gratitude for what I do.
I could pay off my house tomorrow if I wanted, but financially it doesn’t make sense - so I keep the debt. That doesn’t mean my net worth is negative or that I don’t have disposable income.
Everyone has a price but if we stick to realistic numbers I'd say that working on a clothes store or fast food joint would be the first two that come to mind though most office jobs would apply as well.
Not in the traditional sense, but I have a pet theory about the continuation of consciousness.
You can only experience being, not not-being, so even if your consciousness went dark for a million years before being “reincarnated,” there would be no gap from the perspective of your subjective experience. You can only go from having one experience to having another. Nothingness can’t be experienced.
None of my nudes include face and I stand behind everything I’ve said, and I’m not that worried about it. I basically expect that one day some supercomputer will stitch it all together and create profiles for everyone based on our entire internet histories. And honestly, I don’t think it’s the quirky people with weird fetishes who’ll be screwed - it’s the mean, lying hypocrites who’ll have to stand behind the mountain of crap they’ve been spewing for decades.
It is a big part of the issue, but as Lemmy clearly demonstrates, that issue doesn’t go away even when you remove the algorithm entirely.
I see it a lot like driving cars - no matter how much better and safer we make them, accidents will still happen as long as there’s an ape behind the wheel, and probably even after that. That’s not to say things can’t be improved - they definitely can - but I don’t think it can ever be “fixed,” because the problem isn’t it - it’s us. You can't fix humans by tweaking the code on social media.
They also mindlessly broadcast whatever lies the CEOs of the big tech company’s are telling.
LLMs? Want to give an example of this? When ChatGPT 5 came out I asked it what the "thinking built in" means and it told me it's probably just a marketing term.
no one else sees that the media is driving a weird campaign against AI
Media criticism tends to fly out the window the moment the narrative aligns with someone’s personal views. Echo chambers can be hard to recognize once you’re inside one. If I didn’t come to Lemmy, I’d barely even know that there are people who’ve made hating AI their whole identity - they seem to be nowhere to be found in the real world.
I’d be bored out of my mind - same as every time someone starts talking about their dreams.
It’s basically the equivalent of making things up as you go. The moment someone says, "I had this dream last night," I already know none of it actually happened, and I can’t even pretend to care.
You think you have - but there’s really no way of knowing.
Just because someone writes like a bot doesn’t mean they actually are one. Feeling like "you’ve caught one" doesn’t mean you did - it just means you think you did. You might have been wrong, but you never got confirmation to know for sure, so you have no real basis for judging how good your detection rate actually is. It’s effectively begging the question - using your original assumption as "proof" without actual verification.
And then there’s the classic toupee fallacy: "All toupees look fake - I’ve never seen one that didn’t." That just means you’re good at spotting bad toupees. You can’t generalize from that and claim you’re good at detecting toupees in general, because all the good ones slip right past you unnoticed.
Samsung default one. It's funny when I'm at the hardware store buing supplies for work in the morning and a phone rings there's like 5 builders who all check their phones.
I’m not sure what you’re asking about exactly. If it’s the key to happiness you’re after, I’ll let you know once I find it. But when it comes to meaning - and feeling like I’m valued by society - that shift happened for me when I went from being an employee to being self-employed.
In my old job, building mostly apartment blocks and schools, I never interacted with the end users. Nobody appreciated a job well done, and nobody ever said thank you. The only thing that mattered was how fast you got it done. It wasn’t much different from working on an assembly line.
These days, people call me when they’ve got a problem with their house and I show up to solve it. They’re usually relieved I’m there, and many are just as glad to have someone to talk to - especially the elderly, who make up about half my customer base. I’ve done everything from recovering lost TV channels to full kitchen remodels, with very few limits on what I can help with. People are almost always incredibly kind and hospitable - nearly everyone offers coffee and snacks, and a few even cook for me.
On top of that, I get a ton of repeat customers, which tells me they were satisfied with my previous work. Honestly, I can’t imagine a more fulfilling feeling than getting genuine gratitude for what I do.