Julien Crockett speaks with Blaise Agüera y Arcas about the various ways that LLMs keep surprising scientists and how our definition of intelligence should be more complex than people generally think

Julien Crockett at the Los Angeles Review of Books:

“At least as of this writing,” Blaise Agüera y Arcas begins his new book What Is Intelligence? Lessons from AI About Evolution, Computing, and Minds, “few mainstream authors claim that AI is ‘real’ intelligence. I do.” Gauntlet thrown, Agüera y Arcas lays out his thesis, which is simple—in the way that profound remarks or universal theories can be—yet with enormous implications: because the substrate for intelligence is computation, all it takes to create intelligence is the “right” code.

What Is Intelligence? is a wide-ranging defense of this argument. Agüera y Arcas takes us from the emergence of life to Paradigms of Intelligence, his research group at Google, where he studies biologically inspired approaches to computation. Importantly, given the rapid development and deployment of AI today, What Is Intelligence? makes us question what is so “artificial” about artificial intelligence.

In our conversation, we discuss definitions of life and intelligence, cultural attitudes toward AI, whether we should have been surprised by the success of large language models in the early 2020s, and the implications of AI on society.

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Which door would you choose?

A story by @magnushambleton at X:

I chose the green door ninety-three days ago. At the time, it seemed obviously correct. Not even a close call. The red door offered two billion dollars immediately—a sum so large it would solve every material problem I’d ever face, fund any project I could imagine, and still leave enough to give away amounts that would meaningfully change thousands of lives. But two billion is a number. It has a fixed relationship to the economy, to the things money can buy, to the world. The green door offered one dollar that doubles every day. I remember standing there, doing the mental math. Day 30: about a billion dollars. Day 40: over a trillion. Day 50: a quadrillion. The red door would be surpassed before the first month ended, and after that, the gap would grow incomprehensibly fast. Choosing the red door would be like choosing a ham sandwich over a genie’s lamp because you were hungry right now. So I walked through the green door. The first few weeks were unremarkable.

I had a dollar, then two, then four. By day ten I had $512, which felt like finding money in an old jacket. By day twenty I had over a million, and I started getting calls from financial advisors I’d never contacted. By day thirty-one I had crossed the two-billion threshold—officially richer than I would have been behind the red door. I didn’t understand what was happening until around day sixty.

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Actors took big swings in 2025. Here are some of the best

Wesley Morris in The New York Times:

On today’s show, Wesley reveals his favorite film performances of the year — but his list is not an ordinary best-of list. He zeroes in on the specific details that make a performance great. Like, who did the best acting in a helmet this year? Who were the most convincing on-screen best friends? And who refused to play it safe? Find out in our first annual Cannonball Great Performers special.

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Rudolph Fisher was a scientist and an artist whose métier was Harlem

Harriet A. Washington at The American Scholar:

“Let Paul Robeson singing Water Boy and Rudolph Fisher writing about the streets of Harlem … cause the smug Negro middle class to turn from their white, respectable, ordinary books and papers to catch a glimmer of their own beauty.” So wrote Langston Hughes in his landmark 1926 essay “The Negro Artist and the Racial Mountain.” Today, Paul Robeson—singer, actor, athlete, lawyer, antiracism icon—needs no introduction. But who was Rudolph Fisher?

You would not have had to ask in 1926. Rudolph John Chauncey Fisher was one of the brightest figures of the Harlem Renaissance. Hughes described him as the “wittiest of these New Negroes of Harlem whose tongue was flavored with the sharpest and saltiest humor. … [He] always frightened me a little, because he could think of the most incisively clever things to say—and I could never think of anything to answer.” Although his star has been eclipsed by Zora Neale Hurston, W. E. B. Du Bois, Alain Locke, and Hughes himself, Fisher once blazed at the center of this pantheon as a masterly author of short fiction and novels; as a polymath who excelled in science, music, and oratory; and as a physician.

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Forrest Gander’s Desert Phenomenology

Bailey Trela at The Nation:

Forrest Gander is on good terms with the mineral world, and he’s made a habit in his poetry of displaying a deep familiarity with the layers of sediment below our feet. His expertise—Gander is a geologist by training—has allowed him to convert technical terms (such as rift zoneilmenite, and olivine) into lyrical tools that capture rarefied emotional states and complex systems of relation. So it’s natural that his latest collection, Mojave Ghost, opens with an act of geophagy. “The first dirt I tasted was a fistful of siltstone dust outside the house where I was born in the Mojave Desert,” Gander writes in a brief preface. The dirt, the rocks, the minerals that make up the earth around him are an index of intimacy, of a time and place that shaped his fluid sensibility. Melding the human and nonhuman realms becomes an act of self-recognition for Gander, granting a deeper understanding of himself and the setting of his birth.

But Mojave Ghost is an elegy, too, and the grief Gander expresses here is another form of intimacy we might develop with the earth.

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Thomas Manning (1772–1840)

Eliot Weinberger at the Paris Review:

Thomas Manning arrived in Lhasa in 1811, having walked for months across the Himalayas from Calcutta, disguised as a Buddhist pilgrim and accompanied only by a single Chinese servant, with whom he spoke in Latin. He was the first Englishman to enter the city, the only one to do so in the entire nineteenth century, and the first European to meet the Dalai Lama, then still a child.

In the orbit of the Romantics, Manning was the best friend of Charles Lamb, close to the mad poet Charles Lloyd, and friendly with Coleridge, Wordsworth, and Southey. He knew Tom Paine and Madame de Staël in Paris, and was considered a handsome charmer in its aristocratic and intellectual salons. He spent twelve years in China, India, Vietnam, and Malaysia, and was attached as a freelance interpreter to Lord Amherst’s disastrous expedition to Peking, which was expelled from the Forbidden City after one day, as Amherst had refused to “kowtow” to the emperor. He was perhaps the greatest English Sinologist of his time, before Sinology existed in England, and was the only one for most of the century who was not a missionary or religiously motivated.

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Thursday Poem

Latin class

Alphabetical seating.
Peterson, Nils.
Desk behind –
Plummer, Patience.
Amo, Amas, Amat.
Pageboy bob. Brown eyes.
Complexion – adolescent.
No words between us.
Her eyes burned holes
into my back.
Too great a gulf.
I’d skipped a grade,
she an older woman.

I did not know who I was
until she taught me desire
and then I did not know who I was.

earth loves the new
enough to kill the old, loves
spring enough to invite
winter, is kind enough
to give us autumn apples
to help some make it
through the long night

by Nils Peterson

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Wednesday, December 10, 2025

The Secret Life of Words

Gregory Hickok in Psychology Today:

How is it that words can be so common, so fundamental, yet so elusive? A key discovery is that words are not just a sound pattern (catgatoneko) and a meaning (furry-domesticated-meows), but also contain something in between, a kind of “middle word,” which psycholinguists refer to as a lemma. The name comes from mathematics, where it refers to an intermediate step in a theorem. You can think of word lemmas as the hidden network that computes the translation between word sound and word meaning. How do we know lemmas exist? There are several bits of evidence, including computational arguments, neural network simulations, and behavioral studies showing that when people get themselves into tip-of-the-tongue states—a failure to access the sound pattern of a word—they know more about the word than just its meaning, such as fragments of its syntactic properties. There’s another fascinating source of evidence, though: neurological cases in which people appear to have lost their middle-word realm altogether.

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Converting marine propulsion to nuclear makes a lot of sense, but only if you’re an engineer

Matthew L. Wald at The EcoModernist:

A container ship looks like a perfect place for a nuclear reactor, from a technology standpoint. But a lawyer might call it the worst. It’s a good example of the divergence between what the world needs, and what the world can get.

Here’s the engineer’s view:

A container ship has a steady energy demand of tens of megawatts, and consumes a lot of oil to cross the oceans. Many ships are “slow steaming,” cutting speed to reduce fuel burn, and a 10 percent reduction in speed cuts fuel consumption by 30 percent.

If the energy were cheap, ships could be designed to travel at 35 knots instead of the 16 to 25 knots that is now standard. That could make one cargo ship do the work that now requires two. In addition, each ship would have more space for cargo. Container ships today have big tanks for millions of gallons of fuel oil, and the engines can be more than 40 feet high and nearly 90 feet long.

And technological progress makes the idea of powering ships with nuclear energy even more attractive.

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Can we break the human development-environment trade-off?

Hannah Ritchie at Sustainability by numbers:

My argument is simple: for the first time in history, we can improve human wellbeing while reducing our environmental impact.

It’s common to think that sustainability — or, rather, our lack of sustainability — is a new problem. For most of human history, our ancestors lived sustainably, and only recently has that been knocked off-balance.

Coming from an environmental background, I would have said the same. Look at any series of graphs on environmental pressure, and it’s not hard to see why people would frame it as a new problem. Plot global curves of carbon dioxide emissions, land use, air pollution, global temperatures, or fertiliser use, and they all rise sharply in the last century. It creates the impression that things were fine, but now they’re really not. It’s these curves that often make people — especially young people — feel fatalistic about the future. I was certainly one of them.

By this definition of environmental pressure, it is true that the world has become much less sustainable in modern history. But that only captures half of the story.

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Wednesday Poem

So Be It. Amen.

There are people who don’t want Kierkegaard to be
A humpback, and they’re looking for a wife for Cézanne.
It’s hard for them to say, “So be it. Amen.”

When a dead dog turned up on the road, the disciples
Held their noses. Jesus walked over and said:
“What beautiful teeth!” It’s a way to say “Amen.”

If a young boy leaps over seven hurdles in a row,
And an instant later is an old man reaching for his cane,
To the swiftness of it all we have to say “Amen.”

We always want to intervene when we hear
That the badger is marrying the wrong person,
But the best thing to say at a wedding is “Amen.”

The grapes of our ruin were planted centuries
Before Caedmon ever praised the Milky Way.
“Praise God,” “Damn God” are all synonyms for “Amen.”

Women in Crete loved the young men, but when
“The Son of the Deep Waters” dies in the bath,

And they show the rose-colored water, Mary says “Amen.”

by Robert Bly

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How monogamous are humans? A study ranks us between meerkats and beavers

Victoria Craw in The Washington Post:

How monogamous are humans, really? It’s an age-old question subject to significant debate. Now a University of Cambridge professor has an answer: Somewhere between the Eurasian beaver and a meerkat. That’s according to a new study in the journal Proceedings of the Royal Society: Biological Sciences, which ranks human beings against other mammals in a “premier league of monogamy,” a reference to England’s top soccer teams. Mark Dyble, assistant professor in evolutionary anthropology at Cambridge, said he used a “theoretically salient, but relatively overlooked” approach of analyzing genetic data to determine the proportion of full and half-siblings born into a population to determine how monogamous it is.

Though his results showed considerable variety among human societies, they lend weight overall to the theory that monogamous mating is a “core human characteristic” that has helped us establish the intricate and vast co-operative groups that are “crucial to our success as a species,” Dyble wrote.

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Tuesday, December 9, 2025

Reading Lolita in the Barracks

Sheon Han at Asterisk:

The long tradition of carceral creativity goes back centuries: John Bunyan wrote The Pilgrim’s Progress, Boethius The Consolation of Philosophy, and Oscar Wilde De Profundis all while behind bars. The lineage continued into modern times with Primo Levi’s If This Is a Man, Antonio Gramsci’s Prison Notebooks, and, of course, Martin Luther King Jr.’s “Letter from Birmingham Jail.” Ngũgĩ wa Thiong’o wrote an entire novel on toilet paper in his prison cell.

Confinement in the military, it turns out, can also be a boon to literary output. James Salter packed a typewriter to write between flight missions, and Ludwig Wittgenstein drafted the Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus in the trenches of World War I.

Because I’m no genius, writing philosophical treatises would be a tall order. But I figured I could at least read them. The bleak summer before enlistment felt less grim when I realized I could make it a reading retreat. Twenty-one months of service were ninety-one weeks — in my economy, six academic semesters, or three years of college.

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Your Brain Goes Through Five Distinct Epochs of Neural Wiring During Your Lifetime: at Ages 9, 32, 66 and 83

Sarah Kuta in Smithsonian Magazine:

For the study, scientists combined nine previously collected datasets to look at the brain scans of almost 4,000 “neurotypical” individuals, from newborns to 90-year-olds. Specifically, they looked at diffusion MRI scans, which measure the microscopic movements of water molecules inside the brain. These scans show how the organ’s tissues are structured and can also be used to detect subtle changes, allowing the researchers to see how average brain architecture evolves over a lifetime.

The scientists measured brain wiring changes using 12 different metrics, including the efficiency of connections between regions and the extent of compartmentalization. This analysis revealed the five epochs, each with its own pattern of brain architecture trends.

The first phase occurs from birth to age 9, during which connections between different regions of the brain are relatively inefficient. During this period, the brain also begins consolidating and pruning those connections.

The second era takes place from ages 9 to 32.

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