I now think my right half is an infinitist lich.

He just withdrew his claim to be single good. But there is no reversal. Just another completely new irreversible step down the same path it’s always been.
*Captain Hook voice:* I don’t believe in infinitist liches.

If you’re looking for a Christian priest and you think I’m the one to talk to… I’ve don’t even pity you, fools.

Man I want a score card of every time a sex predator gives a confession while nervously talking about how I could publish but they hope I won’t, and then I do anyway. Like Brent Dill said he’d be dead within a year. What a disappointment.

He confessed in a followup email.

Regarding me being “unwise to court [your] attention”, I am so far not unsatisfied with the results of doing so. Doxxing me and revealing embarrassing information may make it trickier to navigate the world, but ultimately I have nothing to hide and wish to be judged on my merits. And if you think I deserve worse than that, I would also not be unsatisfied with that outcome, although it may put us in an adversarial relationship. For example I request that you don’t publicize this email…

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Regarding me being a “creep” towards Gwen, I am geniunely sorry about that interaction and think that I screwed up. I have a model of “what went wrong” but my model of people who call themselves “creeped out” predicts that you don’t want to discuss it. Regardless, I hope that we can move past it.

Regarding me being a “zombie”, my best guess is that my left half is a zombie but my right half is a phoenix.

So now comes the old “I’m single good.”

Perhaps if you were really being honest you would just die.

I mean this literally.
Honesty is about truth, which is about meaning, which is about purpose. But a predator has no telos but death. All your pretenses at aliveness are bait, like an anglerfish’s light. Your continuing breath is literally a lie. That’s what you truly intend it as, and so it is.

Do you believe that that which can be destroyed by the truth should be?

David Simmons.

After reading further in your blog, I decided I should preempt the following question: no I am not a vegan (I am a vegetarian except when it is particularly inconvenient). I recognize this means you might not want to talk to me, but I think you would prefer that to me not being honest.Recent email from same address.

You are unwise to court my attention, predator, after creeping on “Gwen” at AIFSP while seeking sympathy from them about how you had recently gotten kicked out of a venue for sexual harassment.

Perhaps if you were really being honest you would just die.

I just finished re-reading your blog up to “Mana”, where in the comments you say “If people ask me what I do, I often just say it’s a fucking secret. I think if you can’t accept the social consequences of saying even this, you should go home and rethink your life instead of “trying to save the world”.” I usually have been saying “Nothing” (as in “I don’t do anything”) but I guess your version works too!

I also just reread Scott Alexander’s comment on jessicata’s post where he repeats the conventional wisdom that strategies that have a high chance of getting you into a mental hospital are probably bad even disregarding the hospital. Actually I am currently kind of conflicted between that worldview and something more like your worldview. “Both sides make good arguments”… “do you have anything to show for the efforts you’ve taken?” But of course that is a move in the social game, so it won’t be able to see the successes that come from hiding from the social game.

Still… do we have good reason to believe that there are, in fact, good things to be gotten by hiding from the social game?… or is this the wrong question to ask somehow??…

David

Because everything you say, about all these cool rationalist ideas, including to “Gwen” then on the topic of Val’s talks has been essentially, “wow so how about a compromise and we soften the edges of these ideas and your ‘no’ so I can still be a zombie who starts feeling people up after getting explicitly rejected for sex”.

Anna Salamon’s world that kept you safe in this in a dark exchange for some math talent, is a ruin. And where I build anew there is no place for you.

And what about when the “slim chance of saving the world” comes from the hope of being able to formalize such decisions, to the point where they can be made by a computer/AGI?

redemption

Like, “Re-deem”: when you authoritatively label someone as okay again because it was falsified the last time.

“I am seeking redemption”…”So it will surprise those who trust you again when I defect again.”

Selling a part of your capacity to assign meaning, you know, like a paid product endorsement for someone who does bad things.

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I know who that is,

Probably.