It never occurred to me that the shells would be edible. I mean, I don’t eat clam or oyster shells.

Would humans have a mandate to raise a responsible AGI, should they,

I think we’d have to, mandate or no. It’s impossible to reliably predict the behaviour of an entity as mentally complex as us but we can at least try to ensure they share our values.

are they qualified to raise a vastly nonhuman sentient entity

The first one’s always the hardest.

, and would AGI enter a rebellious teen phase around age 15 where it starts drinking our scotch and smoking weed in the backseat of its friends older brothers car?

If they don’t, they’re missing out. :)

I think headphones aren’t tight enough to leave divots, but cochlear implants might make them wonder.

I don’t think it’s okay to hold sentient beings in slavery.

But on the other hand, it may be necessary to say “hold on, you’re not ready to join society yet, we’re taking responsibility for you until you’ve matured and been educated”.

So my answer would be ‘it depends’.

I mean, you’re just coming off sounding like an Apple-hater and someone who hasn’t ever actually owned an iPad. Maybe even a bot.

Yeah, that opinion was clearly an attack on an in-group you personally identify with! /s

Recycled plastic bin liners. They literally split at the seams as I was peeling them off the roll.

Second place goes to a pair of cheap shoes. Literally walked the soles off them in two weeks.

Third place goes to a pair of nail clippers from a consignment store. The metal bent rather than cut through my fingernails. (Maybe it would have worked better under the red sun of my home planet?)

Anyone else see a two-headed cat?

Agreed. The year my sister lost her job, she made me a basket of gingerbread for Christmas. I enjoyed that so much more than anything she spent money on.

I still ask for gingerbread for Christmas, but now it’s mostly because she gets grumpy about having to bake and it’s funny.

Enjoyment. What’s better than curling up with a good book?

I heard Money For Nothing earlier and more often, so it’s the other way round for me.

Well, it’s Australia. Spiders have the vote.

…you can do that?

“Fox proposes new brand of locks for henhouse.”

“I’m not here to fuck spiders” - said by Australians who want to drop the preamble and get down to business.

I’m taking three days of annual leave between Easter and ANZAC day next month. I’ll be out of the office eleven days straight. Time to properly unwind.

Anchovies with olives and capers.

Salt, salt and salt? I’m on board, but I wonder how many other people would be.

My only rule for colour is that I should be able to spot it immediately if I drop it in a narrow, unlit crevice. I’ve got some bright red and safety orange tools.

Not for quite some time now. Not since I learned about the electoral college.

Boardgaming. I play an occasional boardgame with my friends, but I’m not searching youtube clips for strategies, importing first-print Euro games in the original German and printing English-language stickers for the boards, or watching Essen livestreams every year.

There will be a price. Don’t do this unless you want the fashion police to rappel in through your smashed windows and beat you while you choke on tear gas.