ah fuck it. PDKU was a wondrous experience, and easily the best time i've had in my life. the critique on the organisers, the funding, the venue, the mentors, the events and related happenings are valid and outsiders have the right to discuss them. the berkeley rationality scene might be toxic, a sex cult, the people involved accused of rape, pedophilia, all that. but that was not PDKU. when i look back on it, i remember the fellows. i remember sitting on the astroturf, pressing myself in a corner with my lunch, timidly waiting until someone would at last approach me and strike up a conversation. looking up, sun bright in my eyes, and a minute later one of the cutest nerds i have met in my life is surprised when i tell him no one here seems to know what the ccru is. i remember, at a party, dancing with a fellow i had never spoken to before. a week later, dancing with him again, although i did not know his name. i remember telling him afterward, drunk and happy, that i loved how he moved, and i loved how we did not need to speak to understand each other. we communicated through dance. i remember a girl who fed me pizza when i was too high, and afraid, and i remember she took care of me. i remember her laughing about my ridiculous breakfast. it was an apple chunked up, in a bowl of vegan protein chocolate milk. i remember our first kiss, captured on camera by a small audience. i remember singing along with basketball shoes, a song by bcnr, a song that breaks my heart, a song i hadn't sung in years. but it was okay because the funniest boy on the planet was singing along with me, drinking a soylent. i remember a boy and his guitar. i remember wanting to be those strings, wanting to be touched. for those fingers to make music with me. i remember partying under the stars, on the roof, in secret rooms, in the shower, kissing everyone. running barefoot with my friends at night, knowing that if i died then, it would be heavenly. i remember being in love with everyone. that's it, really

I find it disgusting that anyone would make an "ai torture chamber", and possibly even more disgusting to see media figures I admire sharing it as though it is an amusing concept. Either you're literally torturing a sentient creature, or you're pretending to, and being a dick

DariusIRL alleges that Hasan got him trespassed at the University of Texas for threats