Lentement no 30

La tête dans le flux

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Un journaliste qui ne lit (presque) plus la presse, cela fait tache, surtout lorsqu’il prétend expliquer les tenants et les aboutissants du journalisme à quelques centaines de collégiens. Je me suis gavé d’actualités avant de partir, et puis la chronique des dénis de démocratie et des violences policières a fait le reste. J’avais oublié à quel point tout cela est important. J’avais oublié à quel point tout cela est épuisant.

Un brouillard s’est levé depuis que je me suis sorti la tête du flux. Mes idées sont plus claires, mes émotions sont plus sincères, et l’inspiration semble vouloir revenir. Qui l’eût cru ? Être confronté chaque seconde de chaque minute de chaque heure au spectacle permanent des réactions surjouées et des indignations factices, au vacarme abrutissant des milliardaires incompétents et de leurs zélateurs masochistes, et à la sociopathie latente des agressions gratuites et des attaques perfides est absolument abrutissant.

La solution était pourtant simple — supprimer mon compte Twitter bien sûr (qui n’est plus que le hochet du meilleur représentant de la masculinité toxique qui convulse comme un poulet sans tête), mais aussi mes comptes Instagram (qui n’est plus qu’une version algorithmisée de la Foir’fouille), Reddit (qui est quand même un repère de petits fachos), LinkedIn (qui est surtout un repère de grands psychos), et tout ce qui ressemble de près ou de loin à un flux (je ne donne pas cher de mon compte Mastodon).

Je crois toujours aussi peu dans la déconnexion stupide et vaine. Je n’ai jamais suivi autant de blogueurs, je n’ai jamais lu autant de magazines, je n’ai jamais écouté autant de musique, et j’ai encore un abonnement myCanal comprenant Netflix et Disney+. Mais ce sont des sources choisies, pas des flux subis, et des sources que je consulte dans un anonymat relatif, pas des flux qui constituent mon identité numérique.

Cette chronique mensuelle, maintenant disponible sous la forme d’une newsletter, est un antidote. Ces morceaux choisis, littéralement dans le cas de la playlist qui l’accompagne, me permettent de retenir les idées et les émotions qui ponctuent chaque heure de chaque jour de chaque mois. Tout cela est épuisant, oui. Mais stimulant, aussi.

Lentement mais musicalement. Retrouvez la bande-son électro-jazz de « Lentement » sur Apple Music et sur Spotify. Oui, London Brew fait une apparition pour un deuxième mois consécutif. Oui, je dis « deuxième » et pas « second ». Oui, vous devriez probablement écouter ce libre hommage à Miles Davis. Encore. Et encore. Et encore.

Ici

J’ai essayé d’écrire un article positif sur les agents conversationnels. Je ne suis pas mécontent de ma comparaison avec les Beatles, mais plus je le relis, moins j’en crois un mot. En vérité, j’espère que le soufflé ChatGPT retombera aussi bas que les NFTs et le « métavers », parce que nous devons résoudre des problèmes tellement plus fondamentaux avant de nous inquiéter de l’apocalypse numérique… ou des gens qui y croient:

J’ai tant apprécié Status and Culture que je voulais lire le premier ouvrage de David W. Marx, sur la manière dont les Japonais ont « sauvé le style américain ». Le guide de voyage de Monocle consacré à l’Espagne est une collection de clichés, de l’Espagne comme de Monocle d’ailleurs, mais m’a étrangement donné envie de lire des auteurs espagnols :

Mes photos de façade sont, bien sûr, un moyen de préserver une ville qui disparait sous nos yeux. J’ai toujours un pincement au cœur quand une devanture disparait avant même que j’aie eu le temps de publier sa photo. Le restaurant qui avait remplacé la retoucherie de Nelly a déjà laissé place à un coiffeur !

Ailleurs

Les mots n’ont plus de sens, ép. 238 406 :

The liturgy changes without public discussion, and with a suddenness and frequency that keep the novitiate off-balance, forever trying to catch up, and feeling vaguely impious. A ban that seemed ludicrous yesterday will be unquestionable by tomorrow. The guides themselves can’t always stay current. People of color becomes standard usage until the day it is demoted, by the American Heart Association and others, for being too general. The American Cancer Society prefers marginalized to the more “victimizing” underresourced or underserved—but in the National Recreation and Park Association’s guide, marginalized now acquires “negative connotations when used in a broad way. However, it may be necessary and appropriate in context. If you do use it, avoid ‘the marginalized,’ and don’t use marginalized as an adjective.” Historically marginalized is sometimes okay; marginalized people is not. The most devoted student of the National Recreation and Park Association guide can’t possibly know when and when not to say marginalized; the instructions seem designed to make users so anxious that they can barely speak. But this confused guidance is inevitable, because with repeated use, the taint of negative meaning rubs off on even the most anodyne language, until it has to be scrubbed clean. The erasures will continue indefinitely, because the thing itself—injustice—will always exist.
— George Packer, « The Moral Case Against Equity Language » (The Atlantic)

Je mange de moins en moins de viande pour des raisons économiques et écologiques, et je dois dire que si je devais être un jour complètement végétarien, le « bien-être animal » serait probablement mon dernier argument, tant il est fragile :

What am I even measuring at that point? How sure am I that “capacity for suffering” scales alongside cognition? I’m a self-important animal with a penchant for existentialism, and my literal worst nightmares are about being chased by something that wants to kill me. That has to be the number one shrimp nightmare scenario too. What if “intensity of suffering” is directly correlated with that incentive to escape death? What if a mouse gets exactly as scared running from a cat as I would running from a murderer? A human suffering intensely at least has a conception of time and severity and even, at worst, death — the comfort that “it will be over some day.” I’m not sure any other animal has that last one. There’s no reason it would evolve. All this to say: I’m confused.
— Georgia Ray, « What I Won’t Eat » (Asterisk)

Qu’est-ce qui est le plus dangereux : sauter d’un avion en plein vol, ou rester sur les réseaux sociaux ? Melody Moezzi est peut-être la seule personne qui puisse répondre honnêtement :

My reply is consistent: “How could I not?” I know where delusion can lead us, and I promise, it’s not a place we want to go. For this terrain is toxic. The waterways are pure poison. And the air is polluted with lethal lies, divisions, and conspiracy theories. In other words, this entire ecosystem is essentially uninhabitable—and yes, it is our present day. We are already living in a post-reality world, full of alternative facts and virtual traps. Indeed, delusion is now so rampant that many of us have unwittingly confused it for reality. Not because of clinical psychosis, but because of cyber hypnosis.
— Melody Moezzi, « Deleting Delusions » (The American Scholar)

Hume, Foucault et ChatGPT sont dans un bar :

My hypothesis is that we should treat Chat GPT and its sibling LLMs as always being on the verge of the functional equivalent state of delirium. I put it like that in order to dis-associate it from the idea (one that (recall) also once tempted me) that we should understand LLMs as bull-shitters in the technical sense of lacking concern with truth. While often Chat GPT makes up answers out of whole cloth it explicitly does so (in line with its design) to “provide helpful and informative responses to” our queries (and eventually make a profit for its corporate sponsors). To get the point: Chat GPT is in a very difficult position to recognize that its answers are detached from reality.
— Eric Schliesser, « On Large Language Models’ Delirium (with Hume and Foucault) » (Out of the Crooked Timber)

La voix de son maitre, etc.:

I don’t want to spoil any party or take away useful tools from people, but I am pretty worried about large scale commercial adoption of LLMs for content creation. It’s not just that people can now more easily flood the web with content they don’t care about just to increase their own search engine positions. Or that the biases in the real world can now propagate and replicate faster with less scrutiny (see SP 613, which shows how this works and suggests more investment in curating and documenting training data). Or that criminals use LLMs to commit crimes. Or that people may use it for medical advice and the advice is incorrect. In Taxonomy of Risks Posed by Language Models, 21 risks are identified. It’s lots of things like that, where the balance is off between what’s useful, meaningful, sensible and ethical for all on the one hand, and what can generate money for the few on the other. Yes, both sides of that balance can exist at the same time, but money often impacts decisions.
— Hidde de Vries, « Neither artificial, nor intelligent »

La voix de son maitre, bis :

We are so used​ to the institutions of the classical concert and the orchestral conductor that we can be blind to their stranger aspects – their peculiarities hide in plain sight. The salience of the conductor as classical music’s dominant performing musician is remarkable. In the concert hall, he is the only musician who makes no sound, yet his pre-eminence is elaborately choreographed. He comes on stage last and receives noisy acclaim from the audience before and after the performance. Positioned at the pivot between two large masses of people, he is the only person to stand and the only one who is permitted to move freely, unencumbered by an instrument and not beholden to the etiquette of immobility. To a neutral and uninformed observer, the conductor, while evidently understood to be one of the performers, might also – since he faces the same way – appear to belong in some sense with the audience, perhaps as prime listener. His practical function – to direct the music – is overlaid with symbolism, and at the interface of the orchestra and the audience he is the recipient of two quite different waves of transference. At his back, an amorphous crowd of strangers beam expectation at him. They have paid to experience something amazing. Variously informed about what exactly he is doing, they are happy to submit themselves to his mystique and charisma. To them, he is the high priest, guardian of the sacred texts, the leader.
— Nicholas Spice, « Theirs and No One Else’s » (London Review of Books)

La voix de son maitre, ter :

The Kindle was once seen as a possible savior for digital journalism (though Nieman Lab was always skeptical). In 2009, then–New York Times publisher Arthur Sulzberger appeared on stage with Jeff Bezos to introduce the larger-screened Kindle DX, saying, “We’ve known for more than a decade that one day an e-reader product would offer the same satisfying experience as the reading of a printed newspaper.” […] It doesn’t matter whether they’re for your Kindle or in print — starting this week, Amazon is no longer selling newspaper and magazine subscriptions.
— Laura Hazard Owen, « Amazon calls it quits on newspaper and magazine subscriptions for Kindle and print » (NiemanLab)