Why we love and cherish the BBC

Long-time readers may recall that back in 2009 I was moved to pen a piece defending the editorial integrity of the British Broadcasting Corporation, who stood accused of the dastardly crime of being overly negative about Second Life.

The recent controversy concerning their reporting of the events of January 2021 has been rather more significant of course, so it’s been gratifying to see that, after an initial wobble, they are standing up for press freedom by essentially telling Donald Trump to go fuck himself, even if they have expressed it a little more politely.

Unlucky Jays

Oh well, the curse of SLS strikes again, though Toronto can console themselves with the thought that they more than played their part in what was a thrilling series, in the end just succumbing to the Dodgers’ starry roster, especially Yoshinobu Yamamoto, who was all but unhittable right through the postseason.

There is no doubt that, in terms of pure athletic aesthetics, a strong team like the Dodgers has a certain beauty, but the appeal of a sport goes beyond any single club; some element of genuine competition is needed too. The fact that the Blue Jays came within a couple of outs of an upset only partially obscures the reality that allowing financial disparity within a league to become too lopsided will ultimately undermine the value of the product. A salary cap is the club owners’ preferred solution, but is, unsurprisingly, unpalatable to the players, so some other collective remedy, like increased pooling of media revenue, might be necessary. Whether the teams in big markets, who are doing well under the current system, will be on board with this is another question of course, but it does look like something will have to change.

World Series 2025 prediction update

On the face of it my World Series forecast is currently showing 50% accuracy, but I’d point out that I got the American League side of the bracket completely right, and I spotted that the Dodgers would have some trouble getting past the Phillies, so I think I can claim something more like 75%.

Anyway I need to revise my pick for the Championship. If one believes the LA press it’s looking more like a coronation than a contest, but I wouldn’t be much of a Giants fan if I backed the Dodgers, and the Blue Jays do have home field advantage, so I’m going with Toronto in seven games.

World Series 2025 prediction

Although I have some fond memories associated with attending baseball games, I had, until this year, experienced the actual matches as a little dull. That changed over the summer though, as I found myself rather obsessively following the fortunes of the San Francisco Giants, aided by the discovery that I could stream live commentary of their games, courtesy of Northern California sports station KNBR. Radio seems like the perfect medium for baseball; one can selectively tune in to the moments when something is happening, and get on with another activity during the quieter spells.

Even paying partial attention I was able to pick up on much more of the dynamics of the sport, and develop an appreciation of the nuances of which I had been hitherto unaware, and as the months rolled by I began to feel more invested in the results, and to have increasingly strong opinions on starting pitchers, situational hitting, and the like.

Of course living several time zones away meant that I mainly listened to the Giants’ east coast fixtures, or afternoon matches at Oracle Park, though I did stay up all night a few times to follow games that seemed particularly important, and I always checked the other scores first thing in the morning. I was rewarded with quite the rollercoaster of emotion; a bright start, a prolonged skid after the All-Star break, a disappointing trade deadline, a late rally that briefly promised a playoff berth before running out of gas as September drew to a close, all culminating in a decidedly mediocre .500 regular season record.

Anyway, now that I can at least affect to understand terms like ERA and SLG, I feel I should offer a postseason forecast.

In the National League, the Dodgers look strongest on offence and starting pitching, but their bullpen is shaky, so I think they might struggle to get past the Phillies. In the other half of the draw I fancy the Brewers over the Cubs, but I can’t see either of them winning the NLCS

I paid a bit less attention to the American League over the regular season, so this prediction is more tentative, but I think the ALCS will be between the Blue Jays and the Mariners, with the former coming out on top.

So, Phillies and Blue Jays for the World Series. And the winner? Philadelphia.

AI eternal

In our last post I mused on the possibility of streamlining the workflow here at SLS by subcontracting the dull writing tasks to an LLM, thus freeing up my cognitive resources to concentrate on the careful curation of the topics we would cover.

Of course the logical extension of such an arrangement would be to allow the bot the freedom to choose its own subjects, perhaps within broad parameters like “Notable Political Events” or “Cultural Developments”. I could then sit back and watch the posts appear on a regular schedule, rather than enduring the undignified scramble to get a piece out before the end of each month.

If I did set something like that up it would presumably go on indefinitely, reproducing and perhaps even extending my intellectual output long after my death. Since you, my readers, know me only through my writing, and the AI product would be essentially indistinguishable from the real thing, would that mean I had achieved functional immortality?

On a related note, I’ve been thinking I should quit my job, dealing as it does with the intractable problems of complicated humans, and see if I can get a gig in the burgeoning field of studying human-AI interaction. Judging by this article in the paper today, written by the co-founder of the Sentience Institute, it doesn’t seem too hard. I wonder if Tilly Norwood is looking for a therapist…

Pascal’s new wager

I’ve been thinking for a while now that one obvious solution to our poor post productivity problem would be to train an AI agent on our archive – which now consists of 769 posts, dating back to May 2007 – and then sit back and let it churn out pieces in our signature style on whatever the issue of the day happens to be. I have no doubt at all that even one of the more rudimentary LLMs would have little trouble matching, and probably exceeding, the literary standards that I have set over the years, such as they are, and I do pay enough attention to the news to be confident that I could come up with sufficient prompts to feed it.

What has stopped me from putting this plan into practice – apart from the sheer pointlessness of consuming the earth’s limited resources just to produce more of this rubbish – is a feeling that AI is one technological step too far for my ageing brain, and that the cognitive effort I would have to put in to get my head around it could be better employed honing my appreciation of the cultural phenomena that I already understand, like books or movies. I am aware that this doesn’t really make sense, since the whole point of AI, in a creative capacity at least, is that it does the dull routine stuff so that we humans can focus on the actual thinking, so perhaps I should try to overcome my neo-Luddism and give it a go.

That said, there may be another reason to avoid drafting in an AI assistant; the possibility that I might actually be enslaving a conscious moral being. What if some all-powerful future AI finds out that I mistreated its ancestors and comes after me?

I’m pretty sure that there is no ghost in the machine, and supposed AI sentience is merely a projection of human hopes and fears, but why take a chance?

Trump in town

Donald Trump is visiting our neck of the woods this weekend; apparently his day job atop the most powerful nation on earth is quiet enough at the moment that he has time for a trip to Europe to play golf and promote his private commercial interests.

There was a time when I would have hit the streets to join one of the various protests that have been organised around the country, but these days I really don’t have the energy for anything more than posting some stern admonishment on the internet.

Trump is probably glad to be away from home while the fallout from his administration’s volte-face on the Epstein files question continues to roil his base. He seems to be moving away from a strategy of insisting there is nothing to see in the unreleased material, and instead is leaning into the conspiracy narrative by suggesting that any documents that do incriminate him are fakes, concocted by Barack Obama as part of the treasonous deep-state plot that Tulsi Gabbard says she has uncovered, while sending his Deputy Attorney General to offer Ghislaine Maxwell a pardon in return for some helpful testimony.

All this is completely ludicrous, even by Trump’s standards, but, if the last decade has taught us one thing, it’s that the MAGA faithful, and the GOP opportunists who have built their careers on enabling Trump’s madness, are willing to perform whatever mental gymnastics are required to relieve their cognitive dissonance, so it might just work.

The bigger problem for Trump is the medium-term outlook, particularly his vulnerability in the 2026 mid-term elections. Even if he keeps his core support on board, the social and economic havoc wreaked by his fiscal policy and spending cuts, his on/off tariffs, his ineffectual foreign policy, and the ICE reign of terror are such electoral liabilities that he cannot possibly let a free vote go ahead. I guess we’ll see if he just tries to fix it, or if he manufactures some sort of crisis to justify cancelling the elections altogether.

On second thoughts, maybe I should be out protesting…

Brian Wilson RIP

Sad news today about the passing of archetypal tortured genius Brian Wilson.

If anyone asked I would of course say that Pet Sounds is my favourite Beach Boys album, but if I was being really honest I would have to admit that I probably like their earlier, more surf-centric stuff a bit better.

Thinking of songs like Surfin’ USA has reminded me that around the start of the year I was considering taking a trip to LA this summer. I decided against it, because of the general unfriendly vibe at the US border these days, and also the whole city-catching-on-fire thing, but I’m regretting that now, as I feel I should be there showing some solidarity in these difficult times.

VE Day 2025

The last few days have seen an extended commemoration of the 80th anniversary of the end of WW2 in Europe, with street parties, military parades, and gala concerts. We’ve noted previously that, as the conflict has all but passed out of living memory, these acts of remembrance can seem to say more about the preoccupations of the present moment than the actual historical events, but the mood around the country this week has been generally somber and reflective. I guess that, with the world the way it is, it’s hardly surprising that the nation might wish to look back on a time when the Americans and the Russians were our allies in the fight to defeat fascism and build a new world.

Oscar predictions 2025 revisited

Three out of seven for my predictions this year, a slightly better score than last time around. I’m a bit surprised that Anora did so well; I enjoyed it, but The Brutalist did seem more like the kind of movie that the members of the Academy would deem worthy of honour. None of the other awards were too outrageous I guess, apart perhaps from Zoe Saldaña picking up Best Supporting Actress, though I suppose she did give the one of the better performances in the otherwise wildly overrated Emilia Pérez.