Gathering the dataset was much more painful than I had expected – I hadn’t really read many of these before, and most were obscene, or aggressive, or kind of insulting. I began to regret the whole project.
But although the neural network figured out the basic forms “You must be a … because….” or “Hey baby, wanna…” it never learned to generate the worst lines – most of these were based on wordplay that it didn’t have a chance of reproducing.
Instead, it began to generate lines that varied from incomprehensible to surreal to kind of adorable:
Are you a 4loce? Because you’re so hot! I want to get my heart with you. You are so beautiful that you know what I mean. I have a cenver? Because I just stowe must your worms. Hey baby, I’m swirked to gave ever to say it for drive. If I were to ask you out? You must be a tringle? Cause you’re the only thing here. I’m not on your wears, but I want to see your start. You are so beautiful that you make me feel better to see you. Hey baby, you’re to be a key? Because I can bear your toot? I don’t know you. I have to give you a book, because you’re the only thing in your eyes. Are you a candle? Because you’re so hot of the looks with you. I want to see you to my heart. If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I have a price tighting. I have a really falling for you. Your beauty have a fine to me. Are you a camera? Because I want to see the most beautiful than you. I had a come to got your heart. You’re so beautiful that you say a bat on me and baby. You look like a thing and I love you. Hello.
This is the Annam flying frog (Rhacophorus annamensis), a
rare and hefty frog that lives in the lofty forest canopies of South
East Asia, and uses specialised skin flaps between its toes to fly from
tree to tree.
This particular frog is a juvenile – when Annam flying frogs are young, they take on a creamy white appearance, with rich brown Dalmatian-like splotches all over.
But as they grow older, they lose this colouration altogether, and
will either transition to light grey with speckles, or brown or dark red
all over, which isn’t quite so delicious.
You can’t tell from the pictures, but these frogs are bigger than you’d expect.
The females are typically larger than the males, and can grow to be
an impressive 10 cm long, which makes them slightly smaller than the
length of an iPhone 6…
If you’re in NYS, DO NOT SIGN UP WITH FIDELIS CARE.
If you support real religious freedom (i.e. your religious choices are between you and your god, you have a right to privacy)
if you have endometreosis or any other complex reproductive-system-related condition
if you want to keep seeing your gyno, and want to be able to access all the services your gyno provides
DO NOT SIGN UP WITH FIDELIS.
They don’t have the guts to say this anywhere you’d notice it while you’re perusing the plan benefits– I actually did try quite hard to go through all the fine print but I missed it. And clearly, New York State expects you to miss it. Because when I signed up, after a couple of months, they sent me this letter, which clearly indicates that they didn’t expect me to already have realized this:
“Fidelis, the health plan you joined, does not pay for family planning services.” (That last is bold and underlined.)
The back side of the letter tells me to go to Planned Parenthood. Here’s the whole text:
(Photo is of a list of places in several counties where you can get family planning services. Note that one of the counties in the list contains no family planning clinics and lists no options.)
I have a primary care physician who does my gyno care. This tells me, in effect, that I’m going to have to find another gyno to do that, because my insurance company won’t reimburse my PCP for a visit where she mentions birth control.
Now, what my personal medical needs are, are immaterial to this discussion, but I am making this post because I know a lot of people are trying to choose plans right now. And it is NOT OBVIOUS that Fidelis is a Catholic company– they changed their name from Catholic Health Plan of NYS for that reason, I think.
So– BE AWARE, because they’re sure as hell not going to make it obvious.
I don’t know if this is legal in any other states, or if Fidelis exists in any other states, but LOOK FOR THIS KIND OF THING when you sign up!! Explicitly CHECK TO MAKE SURE.
I am going to switch away from Fidelis not because I can’t stand to go to Planned Parenthood, but because I don’t want to support a company in any way that feels it can dictate my health choices because of its religious beliefs.
Thank you for the clarification! Excellently researched!
As the article states, it’s clearly not something that’s obvious when you’re signing up for healthcare. It shouldn’t be legal, and yet, they do it. And they don’t exactly announce that they’re doing it.
This one also came with sticky stuff, which I’m hoping will work OK on the metal front door. But, there are also screw fixing holes (and a wooden door frame) if that doesn’t do it. Shame yours didn’t come with the screw option too.
This house faces on a busy street, and we have upstairs neighbors who aren’t the quietest. Makes it harder to hear knocking on our door, especially with how bad I am at filtering out background noise and locating sounds. Hopefully it’s a little easier where you are.
Expanding on the doorbell situation, even though it’s more embarrassing than it probably should be.
The previous old wired one that was here when Mr. C bought the place over 15 years ago was terrible enough for me that it was too easy to put off replacing it, even being fully aware that they don’t have to be that aggressively startling. Made me jump out of my skin every time it went off. (And of course I put off just saying fuck this and getting a new one then, because it still worked…)
Besides being super loud and at a nasty frequency for pain in my bad ear, it gave a “ding-DING! ding-DING! DING-DING!” for every button push, and of course people kept mashing the button. 😱
Then it failed by going off crazily and near-constantly for hours while I was here alone, and before long I was too busy having meltdowns and literally hiding behind the couch to be able to get it stopped.
To make that even better? It did that right after some smarmy home repairs probably-scam salesman had been by twice, and I finally got pretty rude at him because he needed it. So, I thought it was some kind of wacked out harassment thing–and that messed with stalker PTSD on top the sheer sensory hell. I also didn’t want to get close enough to the door to try and stop the thing if that was going on, while I was still in a state of mind to even try. (Not because I was afraid of the guy, but because I didn’t trust myself not to land myself in jail and probably get deported by that point.)
The look on Mr. C’s face after he got home and dismantled the thing, and I finally came out of my bunker 😨 Not one trace of anger or disgust, though. If it had been my mother, I might well have gotten locked up, definitely threatened with it. That happened over less spectacular episodes when I was younger, for more PTSD fun. Which kinda took a lot of the relief out of somebody coming home and shutting the thing up, I tell you what. But, he was just horrified in a sympathetic way. Wouldn’t have rationally expected different by then, but not much rational was going on that afternoon.
Not in any hurry to install another bell after that, no. We went a few years without one, tbqh.
But, stressing about hearing the door finally outweighed trying another doorbell. And hopefully this new model will not freak me out every time it goes off. With adjustable volume and a choice of sounds. Worst case, just unplugging the receiver will make it shut up.
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