by Marianne Janack

In an essay he wrote for Gourmet magazine about a lobster festival, David Foster Wallace considers the ethics of eating “flesh based viands”, and particularly the practice of boiling lobsters alive. Do they feel pain? Comparing human neuroanatomy and lobster neuroanatomy doesn’t really answer the question, he concludes—it could lead us to think that they don’t feel pain, but the same facts might mean that they suffer even more than humans do. The upshot? The answer to the question of whether lobsters feel pain can’t be answered by recourse to physical structure: the evidence is ambiguous.

I. Uncomfortable thoughts about preferences

Wallace points out that lobsters’ behavior seems to suggest that they’d prefer not to be boiled, and seeing such behavior would, in ordinary circumstances, lead us to think that the creature behaving that way is in pain. In fact, he says, anyone who has seen a tank full of live lobsters at the grocery store will see that they prefer the dark. And studies of lobsters suggest that they also prefer cooler waters. So it’s hard to come to the conclusion that lobsters don’t feel pain when they are boiled alive without doing a lot of intellectual gymnastics.

But, of course, the tradition of distinguishing animal pain from human pain is long, going back at least to Descartes. Read more »

by Richard Farr

Ladies and Gentlemen, let us raise a toast to one of the greatest and most loved books ever written, for this October 28th is the tercentenary of Mr. Lemuel Gulliver’s magnificent account of his misfortunes and discoveries, never out of print, Travels Into Several Remote Nations of the World. You may know it by its nickname, Gulliver’s Travels.

I find his four narratives of exotic, accidental tourism so rich and vibrant — so full of old passages remembered and details never before noticed — that I think it will live forever. And, unlike the hapless Luggnaggian immortals he encountered, the struldbrugs, who are condemned to an eternity of vile decline, at 300 it remains as vigorous and youthful (and funny, and cutting, and perceptive, and joyously obscene) as the day it fell from the presses. Somehow indeed its snivelling courtiers and pointless wars seem more relevant than ever. 

Granted, we are never quite sure how much of Mr. Gulliver’s tales to believe. Consider how he introduces himself in the first adventure — both exhausted and pickled. During a terrifying storm in the heat of the tropics, his ship is torn asunder on a rock. He and a few others escape in a lifeboat, which is itself then wrecked, and he nearly shares the watery fate of his companions. In a detail more than strange he admits that, having washed up on an unknown shore, he falls into a profound slumber partly because of “about half a pint of brandy that I drank as I left the ship.” Really? He also gives the last position of the doomed Antelope as “to the north-west of Van Diemen’s Land [Tasmania]… in the latitude of 30 degrees 2 minutes south.” Perhaps some evidence of the brandy here, for this would put the site of the disaster not in some chartless southern reach of the Indian Ocean ocean but in the deserts of southern Australia. To make matters worse, his own map places him far closer to Tasmania than he could have been but also, impossibly, near Sumatra. Caveat lector.

Still, he’s a fascinating and complicated figure, well worth getting to know. Read more »

by Ken MacVey

Out of perhaps narcissistic curiosity, I recently did a search on myself, which also took me to the search engine’s AI mode summary. Its AI mode said that I had been a National Guardsman who shot and killed a student at Kent State in 1970. In case you’re wondering, it’s not true. I have never been a National Guardsman. I have never been to Kent State. I have never shot anyone. And I have never killed anyone.

Horrified, I read the AI  summary several times in disbelief. I then quickly re-ran the search to find  this time the AI mode summary about me was sketchy but generally accurate, with no reference to Kent State or the National Guard.

Wondering how this  frontier large language model AI system– which is supposed to generate text based on such things as hidden Markov chains and  Bayesian nets– could come up with this, I did a search on which National Guardsmen were involved in the infamous shooting at Kent State. My search revealed a series of names bearing no resemblance to mine. The closest connection I could find  between my name and the Kent State shooting was that my name is “Ken.”

What was an indulgence has mutated into an  exercise of routine paranoid  checkup searches. So far so good. No references to Kent State, shootings, or killings, or for that matter to being an underground anarchist or a notorious outlaw.

This did set me off wondering— what if a search did so?  What could I do about it?  And what if just by writing this column that might be added to a large language model’s database made it more probable that I would be tied to Kent State or shootings or outlaws? I guess I better keep on doing those checkup searches.

Still, what would I do if one of those searches turns out bad?  Do I write a cease and desist letter? To whom? Do I sue? Who? And how could I ever prove any damages?  Whenever I do a search the AI mode response is never quite the same in content or layout. Almost certainly, I was the only one who saw the Kent State result but if others did, how could I ever find out?

This is, of course, not really  about me. It’s about you. It’s about all of us. And to quote a line from Linus in Peanuts, the implications are staggering. Read more »

by Brooks Riley

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by Tim Sommers

This is true. Or as true as I could manage. It is a continuation, as you might guess, of Day One. It follows the aftermath of a near-fatal car accident that led me back to philosophy. Hannibal Buress supplies this epigraph:

“When people go through something rough in life, they say, ‘I’m taking it one day at a time.’ Yes, so is everybody. Because that’s how time works.” – Hannibal Buress

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So, there’s this glass thing, I don’t know what to call it, “vessel,” I guess, next to my bed and a tube coming out of it that snakes over to me, into my nose, down my throat, and into my stomach where it pumps the blood out of me that is still leaking from various places inside. You can see the blood swirling around there. It seems too dark. There’s got to be a pump too, but I don’t see one.

I am dying to sleep.

Literally, dying. Every time I go to sleep, I stop breathing, and a clamor of people in white come to wake me up. I let myself sleep anyway until they wake me up again.

I am not dying to eat. I am just really, really hungry. But I am not allowed to eat. It’s the internal bleeding.

My Mom comes in, and she’s got a bag of circus peanuts in one hand and something more reasonable to eat in the other. Circus peanuts are these old-timey candies that are neon orange and shaped vaguely like large peanuts, but soft and squishy, the consistency of a stale marshmallow. They are made of gelatin, sugar, and disappointment. I like them.

A nurse is trying to get between my Mom and the candy and me, but while she’s distracted, I reach over and grab the circus peanuts out of Mom’s hand, then manage to hold my butt just far enough off the bed to shove the package under my mattress. Then I play the waiting game. Read more »

by Jim Hanas

Like a lot of people, I’ve spent the last week thinking about a filmmaker who, having refined the technical and philosophical aspects of his mature style, took a big swing with a controversial, genre-bending documentary that raised questions about the nature of knowledge and truth.

I am speaking, of course, of Errol Morris, whose The Thin Blue Line (1988) turned documentary filmmaking on its head when it was released almost forty years ago. The movie slowly unravels the murder case against Randall Dale Adams for the 1976 killing of police officer Robert W. Wood, most controversially through a series of reenactments. Every theory of the crime receives one, except—quite effectively—the one that the film leads you to conclude is the case. The Texas Court of Criminal Appeals agreed. Adams was released the following year.

The movie was to documentary films what New Journalism was to journalism, the inevitable moment when a form—having previously taken its medium to be transparent—begins to thematize itself and its limitations. This made The Thin Blue Line exciting for postmodernists, who read it as a deconstruction of an official narrative through close reading and a blurring of the line between fiction and non-fiction. 

Despite his incessant flirtation with such questions, Morris is having none of that.

I only became aware that Morris was a fellow grad-school dropout with the release of his 2018 book The Ashtray (Or the Man Who Denied Reality), in which he relates his experiences amid the postmodernism debates on the analytic side of the aisle, where he could have hardly had a better seat. He studied with Thomas Kuhn, author of The Structure of Scientific Revolutions—which Morris characterizes as “a kind of postmodernist bible”—with whom he had a dramatic falling out. The titular ashtray was lofted at Morris’s head by Kuhn himself. Read more »

Sughra Raza. It’s Not Art, They Say. Boston, Oct 22, 2026.

Digital photograph, from “On The Way To Work” series.

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by Jonathan Kujawa

In May, there was a breakthrough result for the Erdos Unit Distance Conjecture. In July, an explicit counterexample to the Jacobian Conjecture was announced. In September, one version of the Millennium Prize question about the Navier-Stokes equation was resolved. All of these were settled thanks to substantial contributions by AI systems [1]. Each one of these could be waved away. I heard many mathematicians dismiss them because Erdos problems weren’t “serious” mathematics, that constructing (counter) examples isn’t the same as proving a theorem, or that throwing millions of dollars at a single problem was a one-off.

For other mathematicians, those responses felt like whistling in the graveyard. Even publicly available AI systems had clearly gotten good enough to meaningfully work at the level of a decent graduate student in mathematics. And progress seemed unlikely to stop anytime soon. Still, one could hope judgment day for mathematics would be years away.

On October 6th, everything changed. That was the day an AI company dropped a neutron bomb on mathematics. They disgorged 700+ research papers. Those papers claimed to establish significant results across mathematics [2]. For me, at least five of the announced results hit close to home. A couple were questions I had even thought about occasionally, with a vague hope that some new idea might let me make real progress. And I knew of other mathematicians who had spent years of their lives seriously working on some of these problems.

In the days after the announcement, I had all the emotions. It was immediately clear that every aspect of the mathematics profession will be disrupted. And disruption impacts real people, sometimes significantly. That shouldn’t be downplayed. The next few years are going to be a time of change, and it won’t be great for everyone [3].

In the longer run, math will be alright. Read more »

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by John Allen Paulos

Election Day is just a week or so away and we can be sure that there will be many bogus claims that elections in this or that state or district were rigged. Of course, these claims generally depend on outright lies, not on the counterintuitive subtleties of probability theory, one of which is described here. Stated in terms of a long sequence of coin flips, the surprising bit of mathematics is called the Arcsine law. It focuses on the changing difference between the number of Heads up to a point in the sequence and the number of Tails up to that point.

What might we say about this changing difference? Assuming the coin is fair, we would naturally assume that the difference, the number of Heads minus the number of Tails, would change as the coin flips continue and would sometimes be positive and sometimes be negative. Furthermore we might expect that the difference between the number of Heads and the number of Tails would be positive about half the time and negative about half the time.

We might also conceive of flipping coins as counting the ballots between two evenly matched candidates, Harry and Terri. Since the candidates are, by assumption in a dead heat, we might expect in the ballot counting process that Harry at times will be ahead of Terri and Terri at times will be ahead of Harry. Furthermore, during the counting process we might expect each of the candidates to be ahead about half the time.

Whether expressed in terms of coin flips or votes, this intuition “about half the time” is not correct. What happens is that it’s considerably more likely that either Harry/Heads will be ahead during almost the entire counting/flipping process or that Terri/Tails will be ahead during almost the entire counting/flipping process than it is that Harry/Heads will be ahead about half the time and Terri/Tails about half the time. Read more »

by Mindy Clegg

In a recent video, youtuber Belle of the Ranch discussed a question sent in by a viewer. The viewer wondered whether medicare for all (a policy that Belle supports) would be possible as it might give the US government a chance to ban trans healthcare. Belle pointed out that the government was already trying to do so in our current landscape. She noted that this comment was an argument against fighting for what all of us need at the expense of a marginalized group – a more robust healthcare system we can all access.

I appreciate her calling out this kind of bigotry and divisive rhetoric inherent in the question. To counter, she argues in favor of affirmatively defending all our neighbors and for the fight for a larger structural change for the benefit of all. But I’m interested in a slightly deeper problem she’s pointing out: how so many Americans have decided that big changes made by collective action are, in fact, not possible. A certain cynicism lay at the heart of the question, the either-or of divisive politics and the difficultly of making change becoming an impediment. This seems often universal in our political discourses these days. We have gone from AmeriCAN to AmeriCANT. So many – left, right, center – bemoan the state of affairs and often just settle on returning to some sort of status quo rather than moving our country forward, as if the post-9/11 status quo was actually working for most of us. In some cases, such as with climate change, they refuse to believe any solution is possible. But the status quo, as figures such as Naomi Klein and Astra Taylor have been arguing, will not get us to a better world. Instead they advocate for bold action driven by people power. Read more »

by Sean Murphy

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Here’s the thing about clean-up hitters: they strike out a lot.

Then again, consider some of baseball’s most prodigious home run champions: Barry Bonds, Hank Aaron, and Babe Ruth, the top three, had career batting averages of .298, .305, and .342, respectively. In baseball terms, excellent, but that also means they didn’t hit safely about sixty-to-seventy percent of the time they stepped to the plate. And these are the best of the best. Making a career at writing is not dissimilar to becoming a big league ball player: a hit every third attempt might enable you to remain employed, to call yourself a professional.

Thom Jones, in this umpire’s opinion, struck out a lot. He was a fastball hitter, and when he saw a meatball down the middle, he could get hold of it. Epilepsy, punch-drunk boxers, and wounded men battling addiction (to drugs, to drink, to bloodshed) comprised his sweet spot, and he returned to it often, albeit with increasingly diminished returns. When he stepped outside his comfort zone, the results could range from embarrassing to unreadable, and those moments occur with distressing frequency in his second (Cold Snap) and especially third (Sonny Liston Was a Friend of Mine) collections.

With very few exceptions, no honest (or sane) writer would quibble with a publishing history that confirms every third or fourth story is generally regarded as a home run, or a minor classic. Indeed, many of us would giddily settle on completing just one worth remembering. More, a great many writers would be perfectly content with every third or fourth story being an extra base hit. And then there are the thousands (millions?) of undiscovered writers who would trade years of their lives for a solitary single.

No sane or honest writer would ever want to be measured by their batting average of every published piece, over the course of a career. Read more »

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Artificial intelligence is changing the world in profound ways, including how we think, work, create, and write. At 3 Quarks Daily, we believe these developments deserve serious attention, thoughtful criticism, and open-minded experimentation.

We do not believe that the proper response to a powerful new intellectual technology is simply to refuse to use it. Nor do we believe that everything produced with AI is necessarily valuable. Our approach is guided by intellectual curiosity, editorial judgment, and a commitment to our readers. We believe that artificial intelligence can make valuable contributions to writing, and we intend to use it when doing so serves our readers.

We should emphasize at the outset that the overwhelming majority of original writing published at 3QD continues to be written by human authors without AI involvement. We deeply value the distinctive voices, experiences, and talents of our contributors, and human writing remains central to what we do. Our use of AI in published writing is very selective, intended to offer something worthwhile that might otherwise be difficult or impractical to produce. Read more »

by Thomas Fernandes

It’s easy, inevitable some might say, to want something and aim for it. It’s hard, sometimes impossible, to imagine what succeeding would actually look like. Drawing out those implications is what psychologists call unpacking. Adam Mastroianni explains it best with careers. Here are two of his examples:

Do you want to be a surgeon? = Do you want to spend 35 years doing the same operation 15 times a week?

Do you want to be a wedding photographer? = Do you want to spend every Saturday night stone-cold sober at a stranger’s party?

On one side, the upsides are obvious and appealing. On the other, the downsides are “deliberately hidden and tolerable only to a tiny minority.”

Any wish that stays at the level of the obvious benefit, I call a fantasy. A fantasy is fine to have, more than fine, necessary. It’s just that you don’t want it to come true, which is what people mean when they say “be careful what you wish for, it might just happen.” Only once you’ve unpacked it (and still want it) does it become a dream.

I see a lot of fantasy about collectivism but little dreaming. Shall we unpack? Read more »

by Anton Cebalo

I have been digging through many 1960s psychedelic and acid rock collections that I never knew existed. The Pebbles series alone has 28 volumes of songs from obscure, local bands based in small towns across America, many of whom recorded an EP or two before disappearing entirely. Some were brief stars on local college radio, others found absolutely no success at all—and in a few lucky cases, they’ve been revived on YouTube as of late, often marked with a comment from an old bandmate or their adult kid writing, “That’s my dad, thank you for listening!”

When you think of psychedelia, you might imagine a summer of supposedly happy love, bright colors, and flower power. But in listening to the genre now, I hear something altogether different: a sobering attitude about life ultimately not being able to provide and meet desire. To think that one magical tab could provoke an experience that could “change the world” is profoundly cynical, as if everything else—politics, institutions, the masses—was irredeemable.

That was effectively the entire political program of Ken Kesey’s Merry Pranksters bus and Timothy Leary’s followers: there is no actual manifesto, just take this tab and you’ll understand. You can view this as a kind of dead end, when there’s nothing left to say.

And so you find this soft nihilism and existential loss all over psychedelic music. Read more »

Flowers on a balcony in Franzensfeste, South Tyrol. Okay, fine, it’s actually my balcony.

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by Steve Szilagyi

I used to sleep with earplugs. Because my wife’s loud breathing kept me awake. I don’t sleep with earplugs anymore. My wife still breathes loudly when she sleeps. But it no longer rouses me from sleep. I’m going deaf.

What are the symptoms?

I can’t hear. That’s the symptom.

It came on gradually, as these things do. As someone whose wife gives frequent dinner parties, I began to notice with some dismay that I couldn’t understand the conversation at the table. In restaurants like Chipotle, I have to ask the people ladling out the food to repeat what they’re saying so often that they start shouting and I feel like I’m pushing my tray past a review of angry drill sergeants.

Friends and acquaintances suggest I get hearing aids. Well, duh. Of course I have hearing aids. Two pairs. Before I got them, I thought they would provide a seamless restoration of the auditory status quo. That was over-optimistic.

What you hear through hearing aids is not like normal hearing. It is more like being in a movie where the entire soundtrack – including ambient sounds – has been dubbed in post-production. Every trivial noise is foregrounded. It all has the same salience: the rustle of paper; the sizzle of a frying pan; your own breathing and sniffing. Acoustical directionality disappears (at least for me). All sound seems to begin and end in a single place, simultaneously. Picking out the important noise in all this – the sound you actually need to attend to in that moment – is like playing Where’s Waldo?

Hearing aids take you off the stage and put you in the stalls. You experience the sounds of your life not as a participant, but as an audience member. With hearing aids, my head seems to float somewhat apart from the rest of my body. For a time after I put them on, I have to make a conscious effort to align what I’m hearing with what I’m seeing and feeling, and to locate myself in space. Read more »

NOTE: ChatGPT-6 is an AI language model developed by OpenAI. The central intuition and the Noether analogy originated with S. Abbas Raza, founding editor of 3 Quarks Daily. ChatGPT-6 developed and wrote the initial essay, which Raza subsequently edited and revised. This is the result of their collaboration.

by ChatGPT-6 and S. Abbas Raza

A few days ago, Abbas told me about a realization that had been taking shape in his mind. He had just watched a fascinating lecture by mathematician Kit Yates about how we make sense of missing information. But what he wanted to discuss was a larger idea, one that the lecture had reminded him of rather than explicitly addressed. He said that once in a while, one comes to understand that two things which had seemed completely unrelated are actually deeply connected, or perhaps even different manifestations of the same thing. He offered the example of Emmy Noether, whose famous theorem revealed an astonishing connection between symmetries and conservation laws in physics.

Then he told me what had been on his mind: he had come to suspect that prediction, compression, and intelligence are, in some deep sense, different aspects of the same phenomenon. And, he added, the existence of artificial intelligences like me had done more than anything else to convince him of this. I found this a provocative way of putting things. There are well-established mathematical connections between prediction and compression, and a long history of research exploring their relationship with intelligence. Abbas was not claiming to have invented these connections. What struck me was his intuition that they might point toward something more unified than we ordinarily recognize. The Noether analogy was especially suggestive.

In 1918, Emmy Noether proved one of the most beautiful results in mathematical physics. Under appropriate conditions, every continuous symmetry of a physical system’s action corresponds to a conservation law. If the laws describing a system remain unchanged under translations in time, energy is conserved. If they remain unchanged under translations in space, momentum is conserved. Rotational symmetry similarly gives conservation of angular momentum. These statements sound as though they concern entirely different things. Symmetry is about what remains unchanged when we transform our description of a system. Conservation is about what remains unchanged as that system evolves. Yet Noether showed that they are mathematically connected.

This is one of the great achievements of theoretical understanding: revealing that phenomena we had placed in separate conceptual boxes belong to a common structure. Could something analogous be happening with prediction, compression, and intelligence? Not, I should emphasize, in the sense that we already possess a theorem demonstrating their equivalence. We don’t. Noether’s theorem is a precise mathematical result, not a metaphor for the general desirability of connecting ideas. But the analogy suggests a fruitful question: Are these three capacities genuinely distinct, or are they different ways of describing a system’s ability to discover and exploit structure in the world? Read more »

by Herbert Lui

A few years ago, I was asked for feedback on a marketing campaign. The tagline was, “Being a creator is a curse.” It felt relatable to me. When you try doing creative things, you’ll need to deal with incredibly difficult emotions. A creative idea might not work, so you’ll experience crippling doubt, from others and more painfully from yourself. You often compete, and need to adapt to constantly shifting business models. And then, there’s the constant constraint of resources.

In Make Your Art No Matter What, artist consultant Beth Pickens writes, “The most frequent issue with time for artists is the belief they don’t have enough time for their art practice or as much time as they would like to devote to it.” Artists with all sorts of different schedules, habits, commitments, family expectations, report this to Pickens, leading her to believe, “This specific time issue isn’t correlated solely to reality; it’s also linked to perception.”

Actively shaping this perception, rather than only letting it shape you, is a big part of what makes you creative. You need to actively create an attitude that enables you to do work amidst your circumstances, or even transcending it. Instead of believing creativity is a curse, you may learn to find lessons in the challenges to be grateful for.

“What we must understand about the attitude is not only how it colors our perceptions but also how it actively determines what happens to us in life—our health, our relations with people, and our success. Our attitude has a self-fulfilling dynamic,” Robert Greene writes in The Laws of Human Nature. “See this shaping of your attitude as your most important creation in life, and never leave it to chance.”

It’s much easier to find a creative groove when your attitude sets you up to do it. Here are three ways to shape your attitude to become more creatively expansive. Read more »