recently found myself in a conversation about aliens. Not little green men, exactly. The conversation started with artificial intelligence and eventually wandered toward a question that has fascinated human beings for generations: If intelligent life exists elsewhere, what would actually make it capable of leaving its planet?
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I had some rare pockets of time alone this weekend and spent them watching Ken Burns and Lynn Novick’s documentary Hemingway. I expected literature. I expected Paris, bullfights, wars, women, fishing, drinking, Africa, Cuba, and all the familiar mythology of the great American man.
One of my favorite concepts in addiction treatment is a term called recovery capital. It’s taught throughout the substance use disorder field, appears in modern recovery literature, and is included in Pennsylvania DDAP educational materials.
Psychosis is typically defined as a severe disruption in perception, cognition, and reality testing. It can include hallucinations, delusions, paranoia, disorganized thought, and impaired insight. Psychosis is not one thing...
Social psychologist Jonathan Haidt and Harvard physician Aditi Nerurkar have increasingly warned that we are conducting a neurological experiment on an entire generation without fully understanding the long-term consequences.
Sometimes I feel like I’ve lived a thousand lives. Over the last three years, I became almost obsessively focused on AI, its implications, its promise, and its danger. That obsession led me to complete executive leadership training at Massachusetts Institute of Technology focused on AI, machine learning, and safe deployment....
When I was sixteen, I found myself in a reformatory boot camp, South Mountain, Pennsylvania. It was a strange place to end up for a kid who liked oil painting, pot smoke, and the music of the sixties and seventies. Overnight, I was stripped of all that. My head...
When I was sixteen, I found myself in a reformatory boot camp, South Mountain, Pennsylvania. It was a strange place to end up for a kid who liked oil painting, pot smoke, and the music of the sixties and seventies. Overnight, I was stripped of all that. My head...
When I was sixteen, I found myself in a reformatory boot camp, South Mountain, Pennsylvania. It was a strange place to end up for a kid who liked oil painting, pot smoke, and the music of the sixties and seventies. Overnight, I was stripped of all that. My head...
When I was sixteen, I found myself in a reformatory boot camp, South Mountain, Pennsylvania. It was a strange place to end up for a kid who liked oil painting, pot smoke, and the music of the sixties and seventies. Overnight, I was stripped of all that. My head...