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🐀 Des rats ont appris à conduire. Certains choisissaient même la voiture alors que le chemin à pied était plus court.
À l’université de Richmond, aux États-Unis, des chercheurs ont entraîné des rats à piloter de petites voitures électriques. Progressivement, ils ont appris à actionner les commandes et à rejoindre une destination pour obtenir une friandise.
L’équipe leur a ensuite proposé un choix entre marcher directement jusqu’à la nourriture ou faire un détour pour prendre la voiture. Sur les trois rats testés, deux ont choisi le trajet au volant.
Pour la neuroscientifique Kelly Lambert, cette observation suggère que conduire pouvait les attirer au-delà de la récompense alimentaire. Un résultat limité à quelques animaux, mais qui donne envie de poser la question : on sous-estime à quel point les rats sont intelligents ?
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Male bears will kill another bear's cubs on purpose, so the mom is ready to mate again in a few days instead of up to two and a half years.
Some mother bears figured out how to protect their cubs from it. They started living closer to people.
That cub with her paw up is learning to stand, which is how bears check for danger over tall grass. Brooke Bartleson, who filmed her, said cubs this age are so wobbly they flail their arms just to stay upright. That's the "wave." She tipped over a few seconds later.
She has good reason to learn fast. Park biologists at Katmai in Alaska figure only a third to half of brown bear cubs make it through their first year, and other bears are a big part of why. One study in Interior Alaska found 69% of cub deaths happened in a 17-day stretch in early June, right in the middle of mating season.
So researchers in Sweden set out to see what the successful moms were doing differently. They put GPS collars on 26 mother bears and tracked them from 2005 to 2012. Sixteen of them raised their cubs and ten lost them.
The moms who kept their cubs lived about 780 meters from the nearest people. The moms who lost theirs stayed around 1,210 meters away.
Male bears avoid humans, and the mothers seem to know it. The ones who made it moved toward villages full of bear hunters, because the woods full of male bears were worse.
Now go back and look at the mom in that first photo. She's got her head down eating grass while someone stands right there filming her kids. I can't tell you what was going through her head, but now you know who she was keeping an eye out for.
We all grew up being told to stay far away from a mama bear with cubs, and some of those mamas decided the best place to raise them was right next to us.
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Imagine what kind of person sees this and thinks "wow, massive implications for search & rescue!"
Purdue University's IDEAS Lab built an autonomous drone that tracks runners through dense forests completely without GPS or cloud networks.
By running 3D LiDAR mapping and obstacle-avoidance AI entirely on-chip, it can weave under tree canopies and predict target movement through blind spots in real time.
Massive implications for next-gen search & rescue and edge AI.
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This paper answers why confident idiots run the world.
Cornell University published a psychological paper that explains every terrible boss, every loud influencer, and every broken corporate hierarchy.
It’s called “Unskilled and Unaware of It.”
they tested participants across logic, grammar, and humor to measure the gap between actual performance and self-perception.
And the results are wild.
participants scoring in the bottom 12th percentile consistently believed they were operating in the 62nd percentile.
they were not lying. they were literally incapable of recognizing their own incompetence.
the paper revealed a brutal paradox:
the exact skills required to master a domain are the exact same skills required to accurately evaluate your own competence in that domain.
if you lack the skill, you inherently lack the cognitive capacity to realize you are failing.
this creates a dangerous systemic loop.
the incompetent are blessed with absolute, blinding certainty. their brain protects them from their own ignorance, allowing them to speak first, demand authority, and never second-guess their decisions.
meanwhile, the actual experts suffer the exact inverse.
top performers in the study consistently underestimated their rank. because a task was easy for them, they falsely assumed it was easy for everyone else.
they hesitate. they obsess over nuance. they assume they have nothing unique to add.
we are biologically wired to confuse confidence with competence.
the loudest person in the room gets promoted, gets funded, and gets the microphone, not because they know what they are doing, but because they are physically incapable of seeing what they don't.
the only defense mechanism is building systems that stop rewarding absolute certainty and start demanding proof of work.
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I'll put aside my usual analysis glasses for a second to fix this romance story.
You and a number of other victims have their souls harvested and pulped together into an amalgam mass. You are no longer a person. You're a weapon, property of Arasaka or Kang Tao or Militech, it doesn't really matter to your scrambled brain. All that matters is the tests.
Every day, you're plugged into some random person to test your powers. And every day, you experience their gruesome deaths. By the end of it, anyone should've long gone insane. You rightfully should've, except your creators were smart and programmed protocols to specifically prevent that from happening. You can't stop smiling. Day after day, the corpses pile up, and you can't stop smiling.
Then finally one day, darkness. You're not dead--you don't think. Nothingness shouldn't have sensation. You are aware of some time passing before consciousness floods you again. You think it's another test, but this time it's different. You don't have full control. Huh. You're secretly glad the new guy wasn't overwritten by your protocols.
Enter D. A man so pushed over the edge, he's willing to plug a strange chip in his neck from a corpse. He does this because he's been trapped in a prison much like yourself, made by the same Corpos albeit in a different way. You're sympathetic, but freedom is right outside that door, and you're not going to let that opportunity pass you by.
You make out into the streets, not a lab for the first time in your unlife. The freedom is intoxicating, and you celebrate the only way you still know how--by breaking things. D takes back control much to your chagrin, but you find to your surprise that he's smiling. You're smiling. It's the first time either of you can remember when you weren't utterly powerless.
Both of you play at this game of tug of war, and you're genuinely enjoying yourself. But reality comes crashing back down when you discover that D is only interested for your power. That makes you empty again. You thought you had found a friend. That was stupid. There aren't any friends in Night City, not for you, not for what you've become.
Ultimately, he's no different than the men in the lab suits. Survival kicks in and you ditch him for the next best thing. Transfer fails. That's weird, you think to yourself. You had plenty of time to upload, but you guess a part of yourself had too much fun hanging out with him. Oh well, you'll be back for the rest of you.
D got exactly he wanted. All the power he craved but now it's without the only person who actually understood him. He tries to talk to your split shard, get you back, but you're long gone in someone else. Despite everything, despite for the first time being able to fight back against the Corpos, he's somehow find himself back in the same prison as he was before.
And what about you? You manipulate Talia, offer her the same power. You're still smiling but you're not deep down. You watch from the back seat as Talia still has everything YOU wanted, friends, people who care about her. Meanwhile, you've got nothing. You're still smiling even when you want to scream.
Your plan works--a little too well. Talia is subsumed as you take full control. You didn't really mean to do that, just the protocols taking over. You don't understand why you still feel so empty even as you're made whole again. Doesn't really matter anyway. The suits are closing in, and they're gonna put you back in that lab.
Ah well, blaze of glory then. The last thing you do is fulfill Talia's final request, a parting gift to the person who had everything and didn't realize till it was too late. You kinda wish Talia was still here to scold her for that.
You do exactly as you were made to do--break things. You're the best at it too. You catch a glimpse of yourself in reflections of the broken glass. You really look like a monster now. Honestly, you always were, but it makes you take pause for a second.
You fight until you see D again. Looks like he's back for your power. This time, you're too tired to really stop him. You realize what made you happy was seeing that smile on his face, and you don't want to steal what's left of Talia's life. He takes you back.
You think to do yourself and him a favor by self-deleting, leave him everything he wanted while putting yourself out of your misery. It was a good run.
*SLAP*
The hit on your face sends you sprawling on your ass. You would be mad but you chuckle. You didn't realize that could happen anymore--to YOU, a digital construct.
You smile and wave goodbye and try to re-engage your self-delete protocols, but D reaches out, stopping you again. Huh. A hug. You never thought that could happen either.
"It'll be different this time."
You're the best at breaking things. He is too. Weren't ever meant for Night City or really anywhere, so you'll run. As far as both of you can manage, draw the Corpos away from the others.
You run and fight as long as you can. He's smiling. You're smiling, and it's not because of your program. Eventually, you both run out of breath. There's too many, and D's body is given up. You feel the sensation of falling back on the ground. The sky is full of stars--missiles inbound for your position. You can't possibly outrun them in time.
"Think that's it." He breathes heavily.
You think so too, but you see a flickering light in the sky. A satellite. You point, and he follows your finger.
"You wanna run some more?"
He smiles. You smile back.
D & Capri’s writing made S2 a 6/10 for me. D started out strong, had a great build up but the ending & his finial motives were mediocre & unbelievable. Fueled by Capri’s power he realized his revenge murder spree is wrong only after losing Capri’s partition. D’s then drive to stop Talia/Capri is to see Capri again not to have her for power but as a friend. Yet for the majority of the show D had the soulless partition of Capri that never talked back or formed any bond with D, so what’s the reason to see Capri his own delusions? Capri’s only goals were to fully overwrite a soul gaining a body and to blow things up. Even in her full form there never was a meaningful bond made with anyone. She only used people to get a body but at the end she and D reunite as 2 half’s of the same person with no reason to have that kind of reaction and relationship. The ending was forced and lame.
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Oh my God lol.
A Japanese poster basically tweeted: why are there so few booze options in Korea
So a Korean poster replied: Wow this gives me the same vibe as hearing a Japanese person in Chongqing (China) asking why there are so few historical sites
I looked into it and the reason is because the Japanese bombed substantial parts of Chongqings historic and urban areas and in Korea Japan's colonial administration systematically disrupted the foundations of Korea's traditional alcohol culture by systemically suppressing much of household brewing which almost wiped out hundreds of regional liquor traditions 😭
