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AI Helps To Create Lab-Grown Meat
[Forbes] AI is helping scientists to come up with more efficient practices for lab-grown meat. From modeling in vitro processes and growth factors to simulations that model how “assessing mutant growth factors with the best binding energy” can help increase growth factor activity from 6% to 14%.
“This represents a major shift in solving issues surrounding greenhouse gas emissions, food waste, and animal disease,” she said. “Our solution is truly: winner, winner, chicken for dinner.”
IAF: As always, the same strawman: appeal to the problems created by nasty industrial agriculture, and rather than suggest a renewal of regenerative agriculture, "fail forward" into AI food tech. 🤮
Shout out to all the REAL INTELLIGENT folks making REAL MEAT by raising their own birds and livestock!
- @iceagefarmer
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https://www.forbes.com/sites/johnwerner/2025/02/07/ai-helps-to-create-lab-grown-meat/
🇨🇴✔️🇺🇸 — 🇻🇪 The president of Colombia, Gustavo Petro, officially acknowledges that the United States bombed an ELN factory in Maracaibo, Venezuela, and contradicts Nicolás Maduro, who denies that this happened:
“It turns out that many boats attacked with missiles, as is happening in the seizures we carry out in Colombia or, with our help, outside Colombia, were not carrying cocaine but cannabis.
A paradoxical problem: in the U.S., in many places it is legal. And the Colombian Congress should not have allowed its illegality; it was lost by one vote. That vote has taken the lives of many humble boatmen, and not of a single U.S. consumer or consumer anywhere in the world. Trump is completely wrong. Cocaine to Europe is moving by submarine and container. Cannabis is what is being illegitimately attacked.
The ELN in Catatumbo, and the 33rd Front, must decide whether they are going to compete for cocaine or for Peace. Only about 5% of the cocaine produced in Colombia passes through ...
Farmer Girl:
It is very early. The kind of early where grief still hasn’t had its coffee and hope is absolutely not scheduled yet. The women go to the tomb carrying spices because when someone you love dies, you do the next right thing. You don’t expect miracles. You expect maintenance. You expect a body. You expect final.
They do not get final.
The stone is rolled away. The tomb is empty. And somewhere nearby, a group of guards is having the worst workday review in Roman history. Imagine being paid to guard death itself and then having to explain to your supervisor that, yes sir, the grave escaped. One minute you’re standing there with a spear, the next minute an angel shows up like lightning, the ground shakes, and you wake up realizing the thing you were guarding walked out. Career change imminent.
Two angels tell the women, "Why are you looking for the living among the dead". Which feels gentle until you realize it’s also Heaven saying, you’re shopping in the wrong aisle. He told you this. You ...
