In lighter news, this anti-LLM rhyme made me chuckle:
I will not talk with a chatbot
I do not want it while I shopI do not want it on Windows X-box
I do not want it in FirefoxI do not want it in my house
I do not want it on my mouse
I do not want it here or there
I do not want it anywhere.I do not want AI and Spam
I do not want them Sam-Alt-Man
JFC some CSAM collector stormed a Wikipedia conference with a gun https://slate.com/technology/2025/10/wikipedia-editors-conference-gunman-culture-war.html
I love a good thorough takedown of fash tech; not sure it’s effort well spent, and I’m not agreeing with the author’s suggestions on some specific security matters (gnupg, argh, please avoid it), but damn, they actually installed it and used it. That’s some commitment to the bit.
It can be done (friends and I have tried around 2007, and saw minor success until the company ran headfirst into the financial crisis and our inflexibility regarding user privacy and choice), but it’s not easy if you don’t already have money and connections.
If you do have those connections, nobody will stop you from building the stupid company of your dreams tbh.
Yeah, one is tempted to search for a historical throughline here, an axis if you will
It’s only real fascism if the dev runs around the streets of Rome carrying a bundle of sticks, come on.
So they made an AI restaurant! It has a manifesto!
It’s… a printer for QR codes. That a guy who is reallly not equipped for sticking QR codes to bowls has to peel and stick onto bowls. And then they get filled by hilariously imprecise cereal dispensers.
They’re building an empire, yall.
(Via Jonty)
Oh my god, The Guardian with the sneer:
Take a look at Sam Altman. I mean, actually do it. Go to Google images, where you can find countless photos of the OpenAI boss smiling in a kind of wan genius way, the humble lost puppy of Silicon Valley. But I urge you to simply cover the bottom half of his face in any of these pictures, and you will immediately clock that Sam has the sad-psycho eyes of the lost woman’s boyfriend who the police have asked to front the missing person’s appeal. Please come home, Sheila – we’re all worried sick and we just want you back.
They sell adapters so you can attach dewalt batteries to your computronium fantasy.
Also, reading up on the recent nix community mess (more fun interpersonal steering committee member conflict!), I’ve come to one conclusion:
One day someone will make a stage play out of this whole thing and the play will suck.
That’s how you know a human wrote it