The version of Neuralink we can afford will be ad supported.
The version of Neuralink we can afford will be ad supported.
Greek Salad is mostly fruit.
This article poses a Yes or No question in its headline, then takes 1500 words to answer it with “Maybe, sort of by some metrics, but not in any way that matters. I don’t know only time will tell.”
It includes Millennials in its statistics about Gen Z by referencing “under 30’s” (the youngest Millennials are currently 28) and includes a comparison of Gen Z to both “middle aged” people and Millennials, which overlap, the oldest Millennials are 43. So it’s comparing young millennials to middling millennials and saying they’re actually more like old millennials.
I wish I hadn’t read it. My bad though, I should have known. Articles that generalize people into categories as broad as generations are always poorly written.
I assume you’ll be using Dragon Medical One. Nuance is a well established organization, with users in a broad range of professions, and their medical product is extensively used by many specialists. The health system where I live has been in the process of phasing out transcriptionists in favor of it for a decade or so.
The only potential privacy concerns a hospital would care about would be if they are storing your transcripts on their servers, because that will contain sensitive information about patients. It will be impossible to get any administrator to care about your voice data.
This tide is unlikely one you will be able to stem, but you could stop dictating and type it yourself.
Yes, often.
We as thinking beings consider ourselves to be constant. The trail of memories leading from our childhoods to today make it feel as though we are still that person who lived through all of those times, but we aren’t. We can’t be.
I have memories belonging to an 8 year old boy in my mind, he had the same name I did and lived with parents who also had the same name as mine, but I am a much older person - older than his parents, even - and I share almost no common ground with this boy. How can we be the same person, when we are so obviously different?
I am physically a different person to this person of my memories, and I can’t be sure he exists or existed. He may simply be a figment of my imagination, a story I tell myself of where I have come from but made up from whole cloth.
Finally, someone will read John/John, my series of erotic John Oliver / Elton John fanfictions.
It’s wild to me that she maintained innocence in court, when they had that cry-for-help confession note she wrote.
“I don’t deserve to live,” she wrote on a green sticky note shown in court. “I killed them on purpose because I’m not good enough to care for them.”
“I am a horrible evil person,” she wrote. “I AM EVIL I DID THIS.”
It makes my conspiracy senses tingle, like someone planted that note to throw her under the bus.
Ya roshambo is always played best two out of three
That’s how my parent served it, and they were wrong.
Gotta start somewhere! For all we know the Borg began as a simple neural implant developed by Space Coca Cola, marketed as a way to touclessly interface with vending machines, but with the actual designed purpose to make you thirsty af and constantly crave sugary beverages.
And then the Coca Cola logistical AI gained sentience.
I came to the comments for an explanation because I completely missed the age labels, so thank you.
It is an unfortunate thumbnail.