A man crashed a stolen car outside St. Joseph Shrine. Then he bolted.
The Rector heard the crash and someone yelled "stop him."
So Rev. Jean-Baptiste Commins — in full cassock — tackled him, and held him until the police came.
Never underestimate a priest in a cassock.
Articles like this are very important, because they show you how this game is being played. Meanwhile, prep for complete turmoil after the OpenAI/Anthropic IPOs.
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My ultimate hope as we enter a mainstream period of AI skepticism is that people will see this as impetus to create on their own. Arts and letters. Photography. Whatever. Just make something. Reactionary skepticism isn't enough on its own.
(AI skepticism isn't developing from a place of ignorance or a new form of luddism, friends. It's a natural development from AI industry hype to understanding with regard to the limitations of AI.)
I am tired of new young Bond. Let’s do old Bond. Like, real old. 87. Can’t find his spy watch. Accidentally hits the eject button on his car seat. Puts 6 rounds through his front door when the mailman comes. Absolutely unpredictable and thereby unstoppable.
Casting director Nina Gold says the next James Bond actor must “ooze sex appeal.”
She is also looking for someone “young enough to play him in 3, 4 or more pictures.”
(Source: Deadline)