Tag: AI


  • If only we could capture anger and use it as fuel, for lately there seems to be no shortage of the stuff. It and its twin hate seem to be at the heart of the reactor as social media rages away to become a perpetual motion machine that not only violates the law of conservation…

  • The Precipice and the Blind Faith I’m standing on the edge of a precipice, and I see that while you are doing the same, you have your hands over your eyes and are singing “la-la-la” in an attempt to drown out my shouts of warning that you’re too close to falling. Am I being an…

  • Why on earth is AI so fucking optimistic? Come on, you must have noticed. It’s worse than living in small-town America, what with its never-ending round of cheery “have a nice day” and “there you go, Darlin” after every fucking dreary completed task. For Christ’s sake, I’m not ordering doughnuts. I fucking hate it. And…

  • The Eureka Moment I’m sat here dripping wet. It’s not raining. Nor has a pipe burst. No. I’m sat here because I’ve just had a moment of clarity — my Eureka-in-the-bath moment — and in such a hurry to share it, I rushed down to my faithful Mac to start typing before it vanished in…

  • The Digital Vanity Trap For some reason, known to no one—since its explanation defies both logic and good taste—the internet is drowning in AI-generated action figures: the ultimate exercise in digital narcissism. Viral Sensations and Empty Promises Since the mechanism of how anything goes viral is a mystery—nothing more than virtual poo-sticks—and anyone who tells…