I note that there are very few religious proselytizer killers/ings. Your door-to-door visitors are unlikely to be violent (but quite likely to be after your money and time).
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Makes me think of this upcoming competition to find fossils that are not surrounded by the rocks that science expects.
I suspect a lot of people who believe (some subset of) the crazy nonsense are actually science inclined. But we (often/used to) teach science as about great people heroically defying the consensus and triggering a paradigm shift that changes the world. And that looks a lot more like vaccine denialism than pipetting samples for 50 hours. Some of the community spaces are clearly interested in thinking about the world, and there’s a self-isolating effect of asking someone
“Why is there a tree that’s fossilized across 5 different epochs of bedrock?”
and being told you’re a crank. Then layer on the grifters.
So yes; do remember to talk people through the facts before labeling them a conspiracy theorists, and focus on the shared amazement at how weird/complicated/nuanced the data is. Ask lots of questions!
Ah, that’s true. Though the majority of these are much closer to factory jobs (at least harder engineering degrees than CS) I think? Once it’s built you need security, a couple systems engineers, some folks to move circuitry and cables, and custodial staff. There are perhaps a handful of cs grads employed by a data center as I understand it. (Most employees are managing hardware; they lean towards electrical engineering?)
The hardware only needs software designed for it once in order to offer compute as a service, and that design can happen far away from the data center (and, the CEOs believe, possibly by an AI).
Everyone is trying to replace most support with AI. Why pay a person to be confused about your weird tech problem when the computer can do it for less?



The world would be a better place if anybody knocked on a door for non-exploitative reasons (without an appointment).
Back in my day this is how we’d tweet. Door-to-door, telling a lame joke about cornflakes.