Clarification: when Aaronson quotes Gur to say that Kristof is "feigning that he can’t see the water," that line is a callback to an earlier (unquoted by Aaronson) sentence in Gur's original post: "Fish don't notice the water."
Thanks, and I got the main window open now, but I'm getting a second error that doesn't look OS related. `Plugin error (txtfilter.py): No module named 'miniword.importexport'`
On MacOS, I'm seeing `ModuleNotFoundError: No module named 'miniword.core.utils'` whether I run `python3 -m miniword` from src/miniword/ or from src/miniword/miniword/.
There are many computing platforms that rust devs simply cannot be bothered to support (for just one example, Cygwin). The Python devs, by contrast, have actually put in a lot of work over the years to support a plethora of operating systems and architectures.
Requiring Rust as a CPython dependency would be to abandon all their users stuck in obscure environments.
Your site has a search bar for typing in a full prompt to an LLM about what is my current mood, and I just find it interesting that one's mood is the important thing for your users to supply as input to your service. For me, unless a major event has taken place, I usually don't take time to think much about what's my mood beyond one or two words. If I've been on a journaling kick I'll usually write about the concrete experiences of the day as a proxy for describing my mood without actually getting to what this means for my energy levels/affectations, etc. The mood descriptors I do recognize in myself (eg. kinda sad!) generally factor little into my content consumption decisions (at least consciously). More important to me are questions like "What are folks talking about? (driving discourse online or at the office)", "Which movies have been recommended to me (by friends/family or by advertising)", and "What's accessible? (On a service I already subscribe to without needing an additional purchase)".
What a great reply this graph can make the next time we see VCs on X complaining how, "Everyone I talk to has so, so many engineering positions they just can't fill". By these measurements, the job market looks worse now than it did at the troughs of lockdown.
An excerpt from _How to Lie with Statistics_ by Darrell Huff (1954):
> Take this one: "27 percent of a large sample of eminent physicians smoke Throaties--more than any other brand." The figure itself may be phony, of course, in any of several ways, but that really doesn't make any difference. The only answer to a figure so irrelevant is "So what?" With all proper respect toward the medical profession, do doctors know any more about tobacco brands than you do? Do they have any inside information that permits them to choose the least harmful among cigarettes? Of course they don't, and your doctor would be the first to say so. Yet that "27 percent" somehow manages to sound as if it meant something.
That book specifies many other examples (from this time period in America) of misleading claims that sound statistically significant upon an uncritical, cursory reading.
The position doesn't have to be "in the money" to be profitable. At present, the underlying (that is $CRWD, not the puts themselves) is trading around $305 per share, so these puts with the strike price all the way down to $185 are still far, far off from being ITM. But, options are largely a bet on volatility. While the extreme price drop between when this user opened the trade and this morning has already made this trade quite profitable, it could still lose money if the trader holds on to it; IANAFA, but selling and taking profits on this rare event would most likely be in their interests, even if they continue to believe the underlying security will go all the way down to $185 by November.
I find myself grateful I can support my family financially, as it's statistically unlikely my art can ever permit me to quit my day job.
Not to imply that it's in any way a quality peculiar to those who write poetry in their free time (I know it isn't), but my need for creative expression regularly seeps into the coding standards to which I hold myself, insofar as I demand a certain beauty-- such as such a thing is ever even possible-- out of the libraries I write.