A Bizarre Evening of Existential Risks and Absurd Debates

[previously in series: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6]

It is eerily silent in San Francisco tonight. Since Mayor Lurie's crackdown, the usual drug hawkers, catcallers, and street beggars are nowhere to be seen. Still, your luck can’t last forever, and just before you reach your destination a man with bloodshot eyes lurches towards you. You recognize him and sigh. "Go away!" you shout.

"Hey man," says Mark Zuckerberg, grabbing your wrist. "You wanna come build superintelligence at Meta? I'll give you five million, all cash."

"I said go away!"

"Ten million plus a Lambo," he counters.

"I don't even know anything about AI!" you say.

"I'll pay you fifty million to learn."

“F@$k off!”