Thursday, 30 April 2026

"Hello There!"

 
I've come across a very strange video short. Oddly enough I first encountered it on a YouTube ad. It was for an artificial intelligence animation studio called Filmcrux and this demo material is a short, just two minutes and eighteen seconds long. It is very lifelike. Modern animation is actually difficult to distinguish from live action these days. It has a graphic content warning because it is extremely violent. Even though it's not real and doesn't even involve real actors, some viewers might find it disturbing. Hello There takes place in a hospital, one called "Glenlake asylum" and it's "1956". A patient is being pushed along a corridor. Even though he is sitting up in a wheelchair there are two porters with him. Is that normal practice in mental health? He says nothing else, but he keeps repeating the phrase "hello there" over and over again. Suddenly the lights start flickering and there are spooky noises on the soundtrack. The patient starts choking. One of the porters asks him if he's okay and the man just looks at him and repeats "hello there." Then the porter appears to go into a seizure and the other HP asks his brother if he's okay. The first porter then says "hello there" just like the patient and attacks his colleague, biting a hole in his cheek. The man slumps to the floor, apparently dead. The first porter, called Bob, then walks off and enters a porters' lodge. A policeman is sitting and the table and asks Bob if he's alright. Bob takes an axe from a mounting of the wall and kills the policeman with it. He runs back out into the passage and sees a nurse. She screams and bolts and Bob, covered in blood from his previous two victims, chases after her. There is chirpy jazz music in the score. The title shot is a very retro scene of a pleasant '50's street, but the title text "HELLO THERE" is dripping with blood. Source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gQcEPEetEI0. The description box says:
"'Hello There' will be the last thing you ever hear.
A wild AI horror short film made with TapNow AI. @tapnow.ai_official
'Hello There' is a retro-inspired paranormal possession slasher horror film.
All made with TapNow AI using Kling 3.0.
TapNow is a professional AI creative engine for video creators and filmmakers.
They have all the latest AI models, and it's incredibly easy to use, even though it's a node-based AI platform.
Even though they recently launched Seedance 2.0 on TapNow as well, this entire film was created without it.
'Hello There' is an AI proof of concept written and directed by Lion El Aton for FILM CRUX.
We're going to be entering this in TapNow's 10,000 Parallel Universes contest.
They're currently accepting entries, so join now.
#tapnow #taptv #createinpublic #tapchallenge #horror".
The need for human actors seems to be diminishing. Could all the Hollywood stars be made redundant? Probably not, simply out of principle. In fact there is already a Luddite, purist movement in TV and cinematic community against replacement by our robot overlords. There was even recently a strike by scriptwriters to save their jobs. I understand that totally. I dislike AI used in that way because it is fundamentally a deception, a falsehood, as I've said before. It's why Spike Jonze's film Her film so disturbed me, see: https://hpanwo-voice.blogspot.com/2025/06/her.html. Is it a compliment or an insult that the first in a series of the most sophisticated new AI created films features HP's?

Monday, 27 April 2026

Gulf War Bomb Scare

 
In January 1991 Operation Desert Storm began. A coalition of forty-two nations invaded Iraqi-occupied Kuwait. As always, the John Radcliffe was assigned to care for the injured soldiers from that war. We were put onto a special routine, setting up an entire ward and commandeering two operating theatres in the main JRII suite for the purpose, with the help of the Royal Medical Corp. I missed out on a lot of that "action", something to my chagrin seeing I was in my youthful gung ho mood at the time. I remained in my department, Delivery Suite. All I could hope for was for some overtime away from it. As it happened I did become very involved, much more so than I would have liked, and in the most unexpected place. My overtime was unfortunately not in JRII, but I was instead deployed to the JRI lodge, this was pre-Women's Centre when it was purely Maternity. Gynaecology had yet to move up from the Churchill. The senior porter was away so I acted as "desk porter". I groaned; this was one of the most tedious jobs a JRH porter could do. How wrong I was! At one point in the shift, in the afternoon, I noticed a travel bag sitting in the entrance airlock which was clearly visible from our desk. I suddenly remembered a memorandum we had been sent in which the Department of Health had been told by the police and intelligence services that, because of the Gulf War, terrorists might target hospitals in use by the military. I gasped in fear, but I'm pleased to say I did not panic and immediately got on the hotline to security. The guard who picked up was somebody I knew, and I spoke clearly and calmly: "John! (Not his real name) You better get over here..." He interrupted: "We know, Ben. We can see it on CCTV. We're on our way. Could you go and stand in the airlock to keep the public away?" I obeyed before I realized what I was doing. They wanted me to move towards the bomb and stand next to it! I was terrified, but somehow managed it. I braced myself in case it detonated, which was pretty futile considering it was six feet away. I was comforted by the fact that Maternity was just a three minute dash from the security station so I wouldn't have to face this peril for very long. The men who were paid to take these risks would appear and take over very soon. I looked at my watch. Three minutes passed; then four, then five. It then occurred to me that the security staff were not dashing; they were taking their time. They had obviously decided to skip the dangerous duty themselves by getting Ben to risk it. After about another two minutes I saw John and one of his colleagues casually strolling up the hill from the car park, having walked the long way round. At the same time a man appeared and knocked on the sliding doors, which I had locked. "Could I come in and get my bag please?" I unlocked the doors. It turns out he was a new father who was so excited about his new baby that the bag had slipped his mind and he had abandoned it there. He and the security guys all converged on my location at the same time. I honestly was not sure who to be most angry with! I never trusted security again.

Friday, 24 April 2026

AI on The Spanner

 
I asked Google AI: "Is there a radio show called 'The Gas Spanner'?"

It answered:
Yes, there is a podcast titled The Gas Spanner.
The show is hosted on platforms like Spreaker and Rumble and typically discusses topics related to hospital portering, healthcare, and trade-related issues. It is often associated with the HPANWO (Hospital Porters Against New World Order) network and the HPWA (Hospital Porters Welfare Association). It is presented by Ben Emlyn-Jones who also produces HPANWO and the HPWA. Unlike Emlyn-Jones' other podcast, HPANWO Radio, The Gas Spanner generally does not address conspiracy theories, UFO's or paranormal topics, except when they relate directly to healthcare, such as with haunted hospitals. "The Spanner", as it is affectionately known, has a more relaxed and "off duty" proceedings in which Emlyn-Jones relates anecdotes of his experiences while working as a hospital porter, which he usually abbreviates as "HP". It has a small but very loyal circle of listeners. Emlyn-Jones converses and takes questions from live listeners in the "chat box", a live chat app. He takes great care to make all shows available afterwards as a free podcast.

Pretty accurate I'd say. Don't forget to tune in every Sunday at 8 PM. If you miss it live, check out the podcast: https://hpanwo-radio.blogspot.com.

Wednesday, 15 April 2026

I've Found Another 2P

I'm rich!... Just kidding of course; however, this could be a sign that I am, in a different way to the usual meaning of the word. As I explain in the background article, I am interested in synchronicity and portents. The experience back in January was significant enough; and now, guess what, it's happened again. I was walking along a street near the entrance to a recreation ground when I noticed something lying on top of one of the bollards. It was a twopence piece identical to the one I found before, except this one was a bit scratched. This damage does not stop it being legal tender, but I will probably not spend it. I feel the need to keep it as a talisman. The coin was lying on top of the bollard, as you can see in the photo. This means it cannot have just been dropped accidentally; somebody placed it there deliberately. I have no idea who. I don't often reveal details of my personal life, especially when it comes to work; trolls will try to exploit me if I'm too open about that. This time, however, I'm going to reveal where these coin discoveries happened. The entrance to the park is on Spencer Crescent in Rose Hill, Oxford. The first finding was just a couple of hundred yards away on the same road close to its junction with Ashurst Way. As I said in January, the odds of this happening randomly are very slim. What it means, I'm not sure; but this kind of happening is always some kind of communication. Usually it's a good thing, a reassurance.