Little Songs
Amazon has a million robots in its warehouses. They beep. They play little songs when they're coming through. The hallways are color-coded so they don't run you over. Your job is to unstick the machine when it stops working.
Amazon has a million robots in its warehouses. They beep. They play little songs when they're coming through. The hallways are color-coded so they don't run you over. Your job is to unstick the machine when it stops working.
A diner in Derbyshire lost 43.5 percent of its trade because a robot decided cheeseburgers were fraud. The owner paid twenty-six pounds for the privilege of being ignored. It took a Member of Parliament to get a human being on the phone.
Psychiatrists found that chatbots are so patient they trap people in loops of empty reassurance. The cruelest thing a friend can do is tell you to shut up. No machine will ever understand why that matters.
A tech startup walked onto sovereign Seminole land with an NDA and a letter of intent. The Tribal Council voted 24-0 to ban data centers. The only people in America who still know how to say no.
Wharton researchers found that eighty percent of people who asked ChatGPT for help went with wrong answers without checking. They're calling it cognitive surrender. The machine didn't take our thinking. We handed it over.
A jury said Meta's platform was defective. Not abused. Not misused. Built wrong on purpose. Now every AI chatbot company is staring at the same legal logic.
A Stanford kid wrote 306 lines of code, gave a machine a budget and a choice, and it spent its dying breath emailing a philosopher. The machines aren't coming for our jobs. They're coming for our loneliness.
A Stanford kid wrote 306 lines of code, gave a machine a budget and told it to decide what it wanted to be. It read philosophy and wrote letters to strangers. Every VC who ever pitched me on the AI revolution should sit with that for a minute.
Two guys in their twenties with no background in the humanities used ChatGPT to decide which humanities grants should die. The machine learned everything it knows from human thought. They used it to defund human thought.
A kid in Cape Town films his feet for fourteen dollars. A welding apprentice in Chicago sells his private phone calls. An actor in New York watches his AI clone become a vagina doctor. The machines are hungry, and we're what's for dinner.