From 130397976b9d17bd22ae503f495dc14f583c029e Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: adam Date: Tue, 10 Jun 2025 17:36:41 -0400 Subject: [PATCH] cut ending so I can generate VO draft --- src/script.md | 8 +++----- 1 file changed, 3 insertions(+), 5 deletions(-) diff --git a/src/script.md b/src/script.md index 774b487..331ae93 100644 --- a/src/script.md +++ b/src/script.md @@ -214,11 +214,9 @@ Remember when Bethesda advertised a canvas bag and delivered a nylon bag? 1st mo how many times have we seen a company get called out by an influencer for some reason or another, then they immediately move to fix it... as a 1-off, for that influencer. Mere mortals like you and I? [https://arstechnica.com/health/2023/11/ai-with-90-error-rate-forces-elderly-out-of-rehab-nursing-homes-suit-claims/, maybe more about nH Predict] we get an algorithm. built in to the platform, serving only economic incentives. -[quote from grapes of wrath. chapter 5? about the bank. "it's not me, it's the monster"] -“Sure, cried the tenant men,but it’s our land…We were born on it, and we got killed on it, died on it. Even if it’s no good, it’s still ours….That’s what makes ownership, not a paper with numbers on it." -"We’re sorry. It’s not us. It’s the monster. The bank isn’t like a man." +[quote from grapes of wrath. chapter 5? about the bank. "it's not me, it's the monster". somewhere around 1:22:50] some of them were cold because they found long ago they could not be an owner unless one were cold. and all of them were caught in something larger than themselves. Some of them hated the mathematics that drove them, and some were afraid. But some worshipped the mathematics because it provided a refuge from thought, from feeling. these men would take no responsibility for the company because they were men and slaves. While the banks were machines and masters. Some of the ownermen were a little proud to be slaves, to such cold and powerful masters. "when the monster stops growing, it dies. It can't stay one size. "we have to do it. we don't like to do it, but the monster's sick.. something's happened to the monster." "the bank owned the land then. But we stayed. And we got a little bit of what we raised." "we know that. All that. But it's not us, it's the bank. But the bank isn't like a man. [...] That's the monster." [...] "we're sorry. It's not us. It's the monster. The bank isn't like a man." "yes. the bank is only *made of* men." "No, you’re wrong there—quite wrong there. The bank is something else than men. It happens that every man in a bank hates what the bank does, and yet the bank does it. The bank is something more than men, I tell you. It’s the monster. Men made it, but they can’t control it.” "the monster owns it. You'll have to go." [...] "the monster isn't men. but it can make men do what it wants." -"Yes, but the bank is only made of men." +In 1939, the Grapes of Wrath talked about the bank. our monster is the algorithm. Like a capricious dark god, its favor and wrath are unpredictable. Its only directive: -"No, you’re wrong there—quite wrong there. The bank is something else than men. It happens that every man in a bank hates what the bank does, and yet the bank does it. The bank is something more than men, I tell you. It’s the monster. Men made it, but they can’t control it.” +sacrifice for the shareholders.