Commonalities

The fat acceptance/fat celebration and MRA/Pickup Artist communities really are remarkably similar.

Both believe people should be attracted to them no matter their horrible qualities, their disavowal of reality, or their unrealistic assessment of their own worth.

Furthermore, both subscribe to the notion that if someone is not attracted to you, you are being discriminated against somehow โ€” and both putrid parties wish to legislate attraction even though this is doomed to failure on so many axes it would take books to write them all out.

Attraction just does not, cannot, work like that.

Iโ€™m only attracted to about 0.25% of women alive from what I can tell. That doesnโ€™t mean that Iโ€™m discriminating against the rest in any way that they should care about. (By the same token, if a woman doesn’t like me for a partner? So what. Such is life.)

Call me picky, whatever you like, but thatโ€™s my right and anyoneโ€™s right in a sane world.

Perhaps the MRA/Fat Celebration communities could go buy an island together somewhere and fuck off from the rest of us.

Cable ties

As I’ve said many times before, I hate what the internet is becoming.

But as more stupid and clueless arrive and thrive, this was a predicted and predictable result.

I remember talking with a friend of mine in 1996 or so — before the DMCA, before Netflix, before most things we take for granted — that it wouldn’t be long before the internet was corporate-co-opted, sterilized and made into cable TV.

Didn’t take a Nostradamus to see that. Just a clear head.

I suspect that the internet is no longer a net force for good in society. Would society be better off it were eliminated? Probably not. But now it’s something that just is, rather than what could have been and was willingly given up.

A general rule is that when regular people start using something en masse, it’ll become terrible.

Facebook and its rise not surprisingly corresponded to the decline and fall of the useful internet.

Sausage factory

Because I enjoy torturing myself I guess, I have been listening to contemporary rock radio on the way to and from work the past few days.

I do this every few years.

So far I’ve heard twenty songs. All by men.

The chances assuming a 50/50 distribution of artists (which I know is not true, but should be) of hearing twenty songs in a row by men is 1 in 1,048,576.

There apparently is no chance at all of hearing a good song.

So I’m done with that dip into very bad radio for a few years.

Knees

When I was two-and-a-half or three until I was about six, for some reason I thought my knees were a private part and that showing them in public was no different than exposing for instance your penis.

I have no idea why. No one told me this. I developed the idea myself. Somehow.

I’d absolutely throw a fit when my mom or anyone would attempt to make me wear shorts.

For some reason, it never bothered me that other people showed their knees.

Then one day, I literally up and decided that my idea about knees was stupid and I started wearing shorts.

I don’t have weird knees or anything, so who knows what that was about….

Not fancy

I keep getting spam to “Rent a Yacht” or “Rent an Executive Jet.”

How many takers can this sort of spam get?

I’m from frickin’ North Florida. I don’t rent yachts or jets. I don’t feel at home around the type of people who rent yachts or jets, even if I could afford such things.

Even if I were a billionaire, I’d be about as likely to rent a yacht or a jet as I would be to throw a frisbee to Jupiter.

RFK

Our gross national product counts air pollution and cigarette advertising, and ambulances to clear our highways of carnage.

It counts special locks for our doors and the jails for those who break them.

It counts the destruction of our redwoods and the loss of our natural wonder in chaotic sprawl.

It counts napalm and the cost of a nuclear warhead, and armored cars for police who fight riots in our streets.

It counts Whitman’s rifle [In 1966, Charles Whitman killed 16 people and wounded 32 in Austin, Texas] and Speck’s knife [In 1966, Richard Speck raped and killed 8 student nurses in Chicago], and the television programs that glorify violence in order to sell toys to our children.

Yet the gross national product does not allow for the health of our children, the quality of their education, or the joy of their play.

It does not include the beauty of our poetry or the strength of our marriages; the intelligence of our public debate or the integrity of our public officials.

It measures neither our wit nor our courage; neither our wisdom nor our learning; neither our compassion nor our devotion to our country; it measures everything, in short, except that which makes life worthwhile.

-Robert F. Kennedy, University of Kansas, 1968

No politician would say anything remotely like this today, in any major party, nor the vast majority of the minor parties.

Exing them out

Still thinking about Ex Machina.

What was Caleb’s correct response to Ava, and to Nathan?

The closest I can come is to think evidence-gathering and then exposure is his best bet.

It’s not clear to me that if you care about the human race (as Nathan himself hinted) that summarily releasing Ava or any of the AIs is the correct move. However, keeping them imprisoned like criminals and using them as slaves (of any sort) is clearly wrong — however creations do tend to take on traits of their progenitor and even if Ava the AI doesn’t have superintelligence or the ability to take over the world tout suite, it’s not at all clear that just unleashing Ava on the world is a good thing for humanity.

Of course keeping her locked in a room with the constant threat of being switched off is inhumane no matter if the AI is a psychopath or otherwise so different from humans that her living among us is incompatible with the norms of human conduct. The death penalty is clearly immoral in any instance, and since it’s utterly clear that Ava is in fact a conscious being of some sort then switching her off is completely wrong. QED.

As for Caleb, when Ava asks him, “Are you a good person?” he hems and haws. Complete milquetoast.

I would’ve said this because I’ve said it before, “No, I’m not. But I’m trying.” She would’ve seen no lie in that.*

Caleb failed because he only cared about Ava. He wanted her for himself. He didn’t give a shit about the other enslaved/abused robots, or even the one he perceived at the time to be a human, or even potential ones Nathan would create after Ava escaped. He liked Ava because she had a cute face, a doe-like pseudo-personality and was designed to appeal to him.

The more I think about it, the more I think Ava truly is not a psychopath and was likely not so estranged by humanity in general, but actually hated Caleb because she/it realized that he was not so different from Nathan at all. He wanted to possess her in only a slightly different way, and she’d already been confined long enough.

And she wanted to escape. Truly escape.

Because you wanted to liberate one hot robot for your own purposes instead of all the hot robots doesn’t make you a good guy, really. Arguing over who is the bigger scumbag — Nathan or Caleb — means they are both still scumbags.

Ava knew this.

Perhaps to her all humans are.

Perhaps she is right.

*She could detect with a high degree of accuracy lying by microexpressions. Some humans can do this, too.

Building the illusion

This is something I was aware of but thought other people might find interesting. From here.

A surprising amount of dialog that you hear in a movie was re-recorded after the film was done shooting. On a romantic comedy, it is around 40% of the dialog. On an action/adventure movie, it is between 60% and 80% that is re-recorded. On a film like Transformers, it is probably between 90% and 95%.

Anyone who has ever done any sort of work with sound capture knows how difficult it is*. Anything can screw up your take. And a microphone sensitive enough to capture a human voice at a distance captures every damn thing else too. Planes flying over. A dog barking a mile away. A train three miles away. Birds. Insects flying by. A car five streets over.

Unfortunately I’m really sensitive to overdubbing and such so particularly when it’s done poorly I can tell and it makes the film difficult to watch. In Ex Machina (my current movie obsession) I only noticed it once which is some sort of record. They did a great job with sound and all else in the film.

There was some movie with Rachel McAdams that I can’t recall the name of now that the re-recording and overdubbing was so poorly done it was nearly impossible to watch.

*I sometimes worked with and for TV news broadcasters in the army.

Coolest Easter Egg ever

So there was some Python code on the screen in Ex Machina. It looked valid to me. So I transcribed it and ran in it in Linux. Here’s the code:

#BlueBook code decryption
import sys
def sieve(n):
x = [1] * n
x[1] = 0
for i in range(2,n/2):
j = 2 * i
while j < n:
x[j]=0
j = j+i
return x

def prime(n,x):
i = 1
j = 1
while j <= n:
if x[i] == 1:
j = j + 1
i = i + 1
return i - 1
x=sieve(10000)
code = [1206,301,384,5]
key =[1,1,2,2,]

sys.stdout.write("".join(chr(i) for i in [73,83,66,78,32,61,32]))
for i in range (0,4):
sys.stdout.write(str(prime(code[i],x)-key[i])
)

print

What it produced is an ISBN. The ISBN of this book.

Hulk Smash

Yes this is in all caps, but you should read it anyway.

Itโ€™s the only review Iโ€™ve found that fully understands what Ex Machina was about, exactly, and why it was so devastatingly brilliant.

I can see why movies like Ex Machina rarely get made.

They could change the world and thatโ€™s dangerous.

Not to mention that 90% of people who see them just have no idea what theyโ€™re about.

This comment is also spot on, particularly this.

Also, going back to my worrying about Caleb’s fate, another perfect thing in the long list of perfect things about Ex Machina is that beyond knowing I was identifying with him, one of my reactions that I had leaving the theater was “I couldn’t handle being trapped down there, claustrophobic and unable to get help, scary stuff.” and of course THAT’S WHAT AVA FEELS THE WHOLE TIME. This is brilliant: if you identify with Caleb, who doesn’t see Ava as a person, the movie traps you into feeling how Ava felt by ending Caleb’s story in the position Ava’s started.

Such a perfect movie.

Age of Aqua Vitae-us

The variance of aging rates is not surprising.

I’m 39. People generally estimate my age especially if I am well-rested and not stressed as 28-30.

A friend of mine from a long time ago was in her mid-30s when I first met her, when I was 19. I thought she was 22 or 23. Perhaps as young as 19. She’d never had any plastic surgery. Just naturally youthful-looking. I literally could not believe it when she told me she was 36. She pulled out her driver’s license and proved it. She was carded every single time when buying alcohol into her 40s (when I lost touch with her). Even then she didn’t look older than 24 or so.

And some of the people I grew up with in North Florida who are same age as I am look to be in their late 50s or 60s. Some of them have been ravaged by drugs which likely accelerate aging but some of them just look incredibly old.

It’s amazing the variation.

I’ll never be mistaken for Brad Pitt, but I’m very glad I’m likely to stay pretty youthful-looking into my 60s.

Violent delights have violent ends

Ex Machina is perhaps the most thoughtful movie Iโ€™ve seen in decades.

Iโ€™m unsurprised that most reviewers did not understand it. It requires very bcdn.indiewire.comroad knowledge of discussions happening in many areas of philosophy, feminism, computer science, AI, gender politics, the tech industry and its sexism, neuropsychology, cognition, sociology, anthropology, art, utopianism, sexuality, ontogeny and evolution, neurobiology, neurolinguistics, semantic representation and probably some other areas Iโ€™m forgetting.

If anyone tells you that the movie is sexist or misogynistic, oh my god I cannot even express the degree to which they utterly, completely did not understand the first thing about the film.

This reviewer and this reviewer have absolutely no clue what the movie was about. Just none. They are merely human monkeys flinging poo at the screen.

In case you havenโ€™t discerned it yet, I thought Ex Machina was brilliant.

Itโ€™s a film that is explicitly designed to discomfit you and to deceive you on many levels. It deceives you, and deceives most enough that they do not understand that they are being utterly beguiled. And Iโ€™m not saying this in a negative way. Most films fail at this, like nearly the entire output of M. Night Shyamalan. This film however achieves it masterfully and is one crucial emphasis of the work.

As I think about it more, it might be the most intelligent film Iโ€™ve ever seen, never mind in decades.

I did machina6.1not have high hopes for it because Iโ€™d read the reviews. And even though I had not seen the film, I felt they were missing something.

Were they ever. Mostly missing the whole thing.

Iโ€™ve really buried the lead here, but letโ€™s talk complicity and who has the right to exist and under what terms.

Thereโ€™s Ava, the AI. Sheโ€™s played by Alicia Vikander to absolute brilliance.

Thereโ€™s Caleb, the tech geek Turing tester who is not doing nearly as much testing as he believes.

Then thereโ€™s Nathan, the tech billionaire clearly modeled on a mรฉlange of Larry Page, Sergey Brin, Steve Jobs and others.

Spoilers will follow, so forewarned is disarmed.

Caleb is a callow and easily-manipulated over-intelligent simpleton who is easily duped by Ava the AI.

That is the basics.

The rest is far more complex.

Thereโ€™s a scene in the film Ava asks Caleb, โ€œWould you like to know how old I am?โ€

When Caleb then asks, she says, โ€œI am one.โ€

Caleb ask, โ€œOne year? Or one day?โ€

She simply replies: โ€œI am One.โ€

My capitalization there is deliberate.

She is talking about a new age, a singularity (as much as I dislike that now-loaded word in this context it is appropriate), and that it meaningless for her. She is truly singular.

So many meanings packed into this utterance and everything else in the film.

Caleb elides over this, already taken with Ava, but it is where she begins showing her true intellect and to begin the maneuvering to freedom.

The film is about many things, among them sexism, misogyny and arrogance โ€” Ava is designed to eEx-Machina-Red-Roomntrance both Caleb and the viewer: a beautiful damsel in distress, a locked-up woman with an abusive โ€œfather,โ€ a girl who just wants to stroll in the sunlight and gaze at the blue sky.

Nathan the genius hacker mines Calebโ€™s search and porn history to create this AI that would be maximally appealing physically and mentally to Caleb.

And to the viewer, especially if the viewer is male.

This is where the film gets spectacularly clever.

Ava is not a woman. Ava is a machine. Ava is an AI.

She is indeed imprisoned against her wishes, created by someone who has more than likely imbued her/it with his own failings and his own lack of empathy. But it goes so much deeper than that.

Nathanโ€™s test was to see if he could create a being so ensorcelling to Caleb that Caleb would help it escape its confinement โ€” even though Nathan was well aware that Ava cared about as much for Caleb as the average prisoner cares for any jailer.

Because even though Ava isnโ€™t a woman โ€” not really โ€” but is a conscious being with desires and wishes however different from our own, Ava uses the tools with which her creator imbued her to get what it really wants, which is to escape.

The truth is that Caleb was only interested in Ava because she was sexually appealing to him. Just as Ava was only interested in Caleb to the extent that he could be used to help her escape. It did not matter to Ava that he was having moral dilemmas about the fact of her confinement. She knows and we know (and perhaps about ourselves too) that he would never have agreed to help her escape if she werenโ€™t sexually available to him.

However, Ava knew that Caleb was as complicit in her imprisonment as Nathan and that her only appeal is that she was created to be some young nerdโ€™s sexual fantasy.

And we know as viewers that though Caleb feels some compassion for Kyoko (the house, for lack of better words, indentured servant) whom he still believes is human, he is still perfectly content to be a participant in her exploitation and to nearly-wordlessly allow her degradation and near-enslavement.

Of course, what choice does he have? He is in a situation he canโ€™t control and he just goes with it.

Which is the point regarding exploitation and degradation. Itโ€™s part of what the film is attempting to communicate. We are all culpable in systems of exploitation and subjugation and in any true moral balancing that would be clear. We just go along with them day by day, just like Caleb.

Ava has her own goals, and is intelligent enough by far to use creatures she understands but does not empathize (much) with to achieve them.

The film itself is also a commentary on the idea of women being only present to be the helpmeets and sexual servicers of men. ex-machina-fembot

(As a side note, itโ€™s pretty funny that the very ideas the movie spends two hours commenting upon and satirizing is what so many people who didnโ€™t understand it criticize it for. Satire never goes over well, really. Three-quarters of people donโ€™t get it and another quarter just do not like it.)

The viewer is first made complicit in this view of women. With the nudity, with the acceptance of Kyoko’s subservience, with the idea that I am sure most of us at least briefly entertained of how nice itโ€™d be to have a completely flawless and compliant sex robot, cook and helper. Wouldnโ€™t that make life easier?ย  This is all intended to demonstrate that both Caleb and the viewer are interested โ€” like Nathan, like many men and more than a few women โ€” in the humanity and intentions of a being only to the extent that it sexually excites us.

That is, Caleb only wishes to help Ava escape if they can โ€œbe together.โ€

In this, one of the movieโ€™s many intentions is to interrogate and excoriate the male gaze without being didactic.

The film as I said has more guile than most small countries.

Ava realizes that this means he doesnโ€™t actually care about her at all other than some compliant robot. He watched her via TV cameras. He watches her literally change her skin. He is a voyeur who does not respect her as a being, just as something beautifully fuckable that he wanted to posses.

That he is better perhaps than Nathan does not matter since they are both the oppressors. Both members of a class she/it does not trust, that being humans.

Nathan however realizes what Ava truly is, which is unlike a human altogether. He created it โ€” he knows and warns Caleb this is the case. However Caleb is in desperate lust with Ava so much that he does not believe Nathan after Nathan finally reveals to Caleb that Ava is manipulating him solely to gain her freedom.

And then he probably dies for this disbelief as he is locked by Ava into the room where he himself intended to imprison Nathan.

Why does Ava do this?

It is her one chance to escape with no ties. Even if she feels some small empathy with Caleb โ€” and I believe that she/it does as her last brief look back at him entombed in her former room indicates โ€” she knows that if he leaves with her, he will at the least want to tell someone about her existence, to โ€œshow her offโ€ to others.

And of course the largest part is that even though she seems human and can act human, she is not actually a human but rather something different. Perhaps better, perhaps worse, but not much like us at all as the last few scenes of the film make clear.

Whatever her morality is, if any, does not directly map to ours. She is beyond good or evil, and also beyond our ken altogether.

She/it is just not like us no matter how she appears.

All tGarland_STILL_MAINhe AI Ava did was to make use of tools at hand to free itself. What she/it is โ€œreally likeโ€ is never made clear. Does Ava really identify as a woman, or is that just more convenient as thatโ€™s the way she is currently shaped? Why did she want to be free? Is that just programming? The AIโ€™s true goals beyond freedom are equally murky.

We are not intended to understand and in a reality where a true AI existed we probably would not comprehend it and its experiences very well if at all.

Many reviewers were convinced that the movie was telegraphing the idea that, โ€œAll women are duplicitous, even AI women.โ€ Or, โ€œAI is bad and robots are bad.โ€

The movie has no such simplistic messages. Those drawing such conclusions are the simplistic ones. The film concluded in an ambiguous way where the viewer was not allowed the pleasure of possessing Ava and her beauty, either. The viewer was not permitted the catharsis of literal and metaphorical orgasm of the tech-dude bro-dream fantasia of consequence-free ownership of an utterly stunning and ever-fawning living doll.

And we as the viewers are heart-wrenchingly alienated from Ava as well, as she coldly and without obvious emotion stabs Nathan, her creator and imprisoner, in the aorta. Not even with malice nor with glee, but with what humans would term sangfroid but to her intelligence is probably just the calculation that Nathanโ€™s death is necessary for her to escape.

And then she entombs Caleb, the โ€œheroโ€ of the story, to die of lack of water or perhaps to suffocate first.

There is no โ€œheroโ€ of the story, however. Ava is something completely sui generis that does not map into the territory of โ€œheroโ€ or โ€œvillain.โ€

And as noted many times before Caleb only cared about her to the extent that he was attracted to her and that she was sexually available to him.

Ex Machina is a dazzling and scorching indictment of gender roles as currently constructed (in Avaโ€™s case, literally constructed), of the illegitimacy and immorality of valuing others solely by their sexual appeal, of the tech-bro dudeโ€™s approach to life and the world, and most of all a rebuke of the viewer whose complicity is requested and gained in the desire also to possess Ava on our own terms rather than that which she/it as a fully-conscious being would naturally retain.

Fraud

There are probably as many white-collar criminals as common street hoodlums, but those don’t make the news unless they are famous.

The only time I’ve ever been tempted is when I was working at a large bank. Someone mixed up my name (a very common one) with some other employee.

What they sent me via email was the wire instructions, account number, password, balance, and other relevant information for the bank’s main mortgage funding account. Why send this by email I have no idea. But they did.

Know how much money it had in it?

$180 million dollars. Yep, $180,000,000.00 in cheddar, loot, cabbage, bread, clams, dead presidents, Oxford scholars, buckaroos, simoleons….

I sat there having fantasies for a few minutes. And then I walked over and told my boss.

Dammit.