Who is Jaron Lanier

Jaron Zepel Lanier (, born May 3, 1960) is an American computer scientist, visual artist, computer philosophy writer, technologist, futurist, and composer of contemporary classical music. Considered a founder of the field of virtual reality, Lanier and Thomas G. Zimmerman left Atari in 1985 to found VPL Research, Inc., the first company to sell VR goggles and wired gloves. In the late 1990s, Lanier worked on applications for Internet2, and in the 2000s, he was a visiting scholar at Silicon Graphics and various universities. In 2006 he began to work at Microsoft, and from 2009 has worked at Microsoft Research as an Interdisciplinary Scientist.Lanier has composed contemporary classical music and is a collector of rare instruments (of which he owns one to two thousand); his acoustic album, In...
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Iambenstephens: tech guru jaron lanier: ‘the danger isn’t that ai destroys us. it’s that it drives us insane’
Cinediaz: some real talk about ai. “it’s like saying a car can go faster than a human runner. of course it can, and yet we don’t say that the car has become a better runner.”
Takingouttrash7: “from my perspective,” he says, “the danger isn’t that a new alien entity will speak through our technology and take over and destroy us. to me the danger is that we’ll use our technology to become mutually unintelligible or to become insane if you like,
Demsdemo: auchtung! auchtung! auchtung! who say weirdos are never logical sensible and make profound statements where i agree with them & strpongely suggest you listen? regarding your compterized telephone calls on steroids & the corpporate government state?
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Spleen I
 by Charles Baudelaire

Pluviôse, irrité contre la ville entière,
De son urne à grands flots verse un froid ténébreux
Aux pâles habitants du voisin cimetière
Et la mortalité sur les faubourgs brumeux.

Mon chat sur le carreau cherchant une litière
Agite sans repos son corps maigre et galeux;
L'âme d'un vieux poète erre dans la gouttière
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