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Researchers Propose Neural Network To Assess Your State of Mind From Your Voice (thestack.com)
An anonymous reader writes: Researchers in Australia have proposed a system to analyse a user's voice and recognise how they are feeling, long term. The system uses a Deep Neural Network (DNN) to compare the user's tone of voice to those that he or she is talking to, in order to build up long-term data about potential cyclic changes in mood, rather than attempting to recognise whether someone is happy or sad in a particular moment.
Gotta work on my Nicholson imitation.
Have gnu, will travel.
Soon we'll have this programmed into vending machines. Imagine the possibilities! A vending machine that can discern when you feel like a nut, and when you don't. Or that tells you how angry you get when you're hungry, and offers a Snickers bar.
Is anyone else thinking, "The Men Who Stare at Goats"?
I can see the Amazon Prime ad stating, "People who are homicidal bought these guns."
Don't come the raw prawn with me .. you know things ain't gonna be bonzer if you think I've a few roo's loose in the top paddock. It's just that I've been flat out like lizard drinking and only want a bit of a chinwag and maybe four'n'twenty or a chico roll. But if I can't get me another ice cold Vic after all my hard yakka then I'm gonna get all stroppy and call up my dear ol' Aunty Jack. I don't know how that big black bike of her's is running these days, but stone the crows if she doesn't spit the dummy and rip someone's bloody arm off - especially if it's some septic dill who doesn't have a clue about what's daggy and what's not true blue. Man I'd love to have a captain's at that! It'd be the best fun this side of the black stump. BTW you interested in kicking in for a slab or two? I'm headed for the drive through and wanted to pick up some extra tinnies for the arvo. I was going to catch lift with another mate but that drongo pranged yesterday. He was so dead set to fang out that the stupid galah took a sickie and was hooning around like some yobbo and almost ended up under a semi. He had to chuck a quick uey and shoot through before the boys in blue got there . When his missus found out she went so troppo 'cause the rego hasn't been paid yet. Last I heard he went bush and was grousing about not having a brass razzoo to his name. But even blind freddy can tell you that bludger has buckley's of getting flush . He'd rather flake out with his esky than give anything a burl. Anyway I'm bushed now, so I'm goin' to quit yarning and find a ripper spot for my swag that's not within cooee of my boss cocky. And don't worry about those slabs .. if I have any more right now I'm going to cark it. Just don't dob me in to where I've gone walkabout.
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when I forget my meds.....
putting the 'B' in LGBTQ+