Category Archives: Fabulous ones

Word Vectors Make all the Différance

A big thing in machine learning-driven artificial intelligence for language processing right now is word embedding vectors. The word cat is represented to the computer not as a string of letters c-a-t, nor as an item in a vocabulary (which … Continue reading

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It’s Frank’s World, the Rest of Us Just Live in It

Ferdinand de Saussure: Meaning is difference. Claude Shannon: Difference can be quantified. Alan Turing: Quantification can be automated. Go!

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Invasion

–Why are we doing this? –Doing what? –Replacing all the humans. –I don’t know. We’re pod people. It’s what we do. –Do you want to? –Want to what? –Replace the humans. –I don’t want to do anything. It’s all just…reflex. … Continue reading

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The Echo of The Day Before

Consciousness is a subjective thing: you have your experience and I have mine, and short of one of us being psychic there is no way to compare them except by talking to each other. But even given this gulf, if … Continue reading

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Word Vectors, Gender Bias, and Postmodern Computing

You shall know a word by the company it keeps. —J.R. Firth Popular press reporting on scientific findings tends to be sensationalistic and oversimplified so I approached the recent Guardian article “AI programs exhibit racial and gender biases, research reveals” … Continue reading

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Power. Truth. Speaking.

In the end the Party would announce that two and two made five, and you would have to believe it. It was inevitable that they should make that claim sooner or later: the logic of their position demanded it. Not … Continue reading

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I Dream of Motorcycles

“Initially” we never hear noises and complexes of sound, but the creaking wagon, the motorcycle. We hear the column on the march, the north wind, the woodpecker tapping, the crackling fire. It requires a very artificial and complicated attitude in … Continue reading

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