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Um den Zusammenhang zwischen dem gefundenen Virus und einer Gastroenteritis-Erkrankung beweisen zu können, wurde gereinigtes Stuhl-Ultrafiltrat (gewonnen aus menschlichem Kot erkrankter Patienten) an Freiwillige oral verabreicht, welche anschließend ebenfalls erkrankten.
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Quelle: Humane Noroviren – Erstbeschreibung – Wikipedia
Dinge gibt’s, die gibt’s gar nicht oO
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Lang, lang ist’s her seit es hier das letzte Mal “richtigen” Content gab.
Mir als Guild Wars-Spieler sagt “hate” natürlich etwas: Eine dumme KI steuert das Verhalten eines Monsters und sorgt dafür, dass nicht ein taktisch sinnvolles Ziel ausgesucht wird, sondern z. B. ein Ziel, das irgendeinen total unwichtigen Gegenstand in seinen Händen mit sich rumschleppt. Man braucht zwar nur die geistigen Fähigkeiten einer Kellerassel, um dieses System auch entsprechend auszunutzen, aber Anklang scheint es zumindest bei der Masse der Spieler zu finden.
Gaming’s Alembic hat sich daher mit “hate” beschäftigt und führt vor Augen wie stark sich ganze Spielkonzepte schon nur auf die Ausnutzung dieser primitiven KI verlassen und zeigt auch Alternativen auf:
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So, first of all, allow me to observe that this is a fairly pathetic attempt at artificial intelligence. In the typical case, it’s probably better than attacking a random foe–but not by much. And it’s more exploitable, too. It arguably might reflect the way we expect certain dumb beasts to react, but it’s awfully simplistic even for that, and it certainly doesn’t reflect an opponent with any strategic intent. It completely ignores teamwork (both for itself and its opponents), risk/reward, and even the relative hardness of different targets (like who’s wearing heavier armor, and who’s low on health). This represents a foe who is acting entirely on impulse, without the slightest rational thought.
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In fact, many games present players with a wide selection of abilities designed specifically to manipulate this system.
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Quelle: Gaming’s Alembic – Why I hate hate
Hervorhebungen von mir.
Ich habe auf Fefes Blog einen Programmhinweis auf die gestrige Sendung von Quarks & Co erhalten. Das Video befindet sich im Bereich VideoPodcast. Themen: Journalismus auf Basis von nicht prüfbaren Warnungen, Vorratsdatenspeicherung, Mautdaten, Flughafensicherheit, Bienen als Sprengstoffsensoren, chemische Sensoren, Biometrie, Satelliten, Selbstmordattentat, youth bulge, Wahrscheinlichkeit bei einem Terroranschlag ums Leben zu kommen, subjektives Risikoempfinden, Einschränkung der Bürgerrechte
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Wie auch schon im letzten Jahr feiert das Hackermanifest auch in diesem Jahr wieder am 8. Januar Geburtstag.
The Hacker Manifesto
by
+++The Mentor+++
Written January 8, 1986Another one got caught today, it’s all over the papers. “Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal”, “Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering”…
Damn kids. They’re all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950’s technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?
I am a hacker, enter my world…
Mine is a world that begins with school… I’m smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me…
Damn underachiever. They’re all alike.
I’m in junior high or high school. I’ve listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. “No, Ms. Smith, I didn’t show my work. I did it in my head…”
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They’re all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it’s because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn’t like me… Or feels threatened by me.. Or thinks I’m a smart ass.. Or doesn’t like teaching and shouldn’t be here…
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They’re all alike.
And then it happened… a door opened to a world… rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict’s veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought… a board is found. “This is it… this is where I belong…” I know everyone here… even if I’ve never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again… I know you all…
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They’re all alike…
You bet your ass we’re all alike… we’ve been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak… the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We’ve been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now… the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn’t run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore… and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge… and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias… and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it’s for our own good, yet we’re the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can’t stop us all… after all, we’re all alike.
Spiegelung des Hacker Manifesto
Wikipedia zum Hacker-Manifest
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