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“We have had no good comic operas of late, because the real world has been more comic than any possible opera.” – Illustrated London News, Jan. 17, 1931 G. K. Chesterton

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"I am the last monarch of the old world. As Emperor, it is my duty to protect my peoples from their politicians" -Franz Joseph, Emperor of Austria-Hungary

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In Which I do an Impromptu set of thoughts on a video I did watch on the topic of AI

Good evening! I was not planning on writing a post per se, I already did one recently, I usually take a few days to cool off, but given the material I will mention later, I had improvised thoughts I wanted to share! I ask first how are you. And I ask how is the weather. Here, it is lovely cool, with the cooler wind, and the kind rain. It is a nice position to write a post in. So, let us jump to my thoughts, this should likely be a bigger one. We'll see! As follows: Yesterday I watch a video of someone I appreciate, and it turned towards the topic of Artificial Intelligence. I have mentioned before I am not entirely sold on it, due to the costs versus what it offers, though I am overall a casual to above average in frequency user of such technology. I am bored to tears to those that tend to praise it in glowing light, and you don't have to go towards the utopias to find people saying the technology is amazing, it is miraculous, it does amazing work, and say that in a timber of v...
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The Adventures of Mr. D'Onofrio and his suitcase with 700 socks! Prologue

Prologue:

Zachary D’onofrio, or to be more formal, Mr. D’onofrio, was quite a figure, always caught the attention of people with his fancy outfit. Coming from faraway lands, walking diligently through the road, he wore a bluish tophat with pride, as it was one of his very prized possessions; the other ones were in his yellow suitcase that he always had with him: those were his precious socks, his dear friends, his collector items. He’d travel unspeakable distances just to add more socks to his impressive collection, the rarer, the better, he accepted only the most exotic ones. He was always distant from home, he didn’t care how long he’d have to travel, everything for his passion: collecting socks, paying tribute to that part of our clothes that we so shamefully neglect, and by doing so paying a tribute to his idol.

He was frequently by himself, it were lonely journeys, the ones of Mr. D’onofrio, but the truth was he actually preferred that, always lost in his sock world. He was never tired, or at least never complained about it, he was a resilient fellow, Mr. D’onofrio, in spite of the fact of being as thin as a stick. He needed to be resilient and to resist, so he could pay a tribute to his idol, and collect socks.

This is our friend in common: Zach D’onofrio. Fascinating human being, calm, determined, patient and thoughtful. Going to catch his new socks in a distant world, this is his story, his adventure. And so it begins, and so it goes.


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