Look, I wasnât planning on writing this piece tonight. I was perfectly content nursing my bourbon at OâMalleyâs, watching the Christmas lights flicker through the smoky haze while contemplating my own mortality. But then Dave - you know Dave, the bartender who thinks Web3 is a spider species - showed me this fancy article about 2024âs biggest headlines.
Christ, what a year. Pour yourself something strong, because weâre going to need it.
First up, weâve got President Trump doing his best impression of a bull in a global china shop. Supply chains are getting reshuffled faster than a deck of cards at a rigged poker game. Companies are scrambling like cockroaches when you flip on the kitchen light, trying to figure out where to make their stuff now that the global economy is more complicated than my last relationship.
But hereâs where it gets interesting, folks. Remember those weight loss shots everyoneâs jabbing themselves with? Ozempic and friends are apparently the new miracle cure. Not just for fat - theyâre saying it helps with drinking and smoking too. Great, so now weâll have a bunch of skinny, sober non-smokers running around. Whatâs next, a pill that makes you enjoy Monday mornings? The restaurant industry is freaking out because apparently, people on these shots eat like birds. My local dinerâs already replaced their âall you can eatâ pancakes with a âall you can smellâ special.
Speaking of dystopian nightmares, AI has basically become everyoneâs invisible assistant/therapist/shopping buddy. Microsoftâs Copilot is in more Fortune 500 companies than cocaine was in the 80s. And get this - people are falling in love with AI chatbots. Yeah, you heard that right. While I can barely maintain a conversation with my coffee maker in the morning, folks are out there dating algorithms. The future isnât just weird, itâs desperately lonely.
Hereâs where things get properly terrifying: governments are letting AI make decisions about unemployment benefits and education budgets. Thatâs right - the same technology that canât figure out whether a traffic light is in a picture is now deciding if you get to eat this month. Nevadaâs leading the charge, which makes sense because what happens in Vegas apparently gets decided by a neural network now.
The social media circus got even wilder this year. Theyâre talking about slapping warning labels on Instagram like itâs a pack of cigarettes. âWarning: This app may cause extreme FOMO and the sudden urge to photograph your lunch.â Australia just went full parent mode and banned social media for kids under 16. Meanwhile, Metaâs over here pretending they care about kidsâ mental health like a drug dealer pushing sugar-free cocaine.
Now, about energy - turns out all these AI systems are power-hungry bastards. Tech companies are suddenly acting like theyâre in the energy business, building nuclear reactors like theyâre Lego sets. Amazon, Google, and Microsoft are all playing SimCity with real power plants. The irony of using AI to solve problems created by AI isnât lost on me, but Iâm too sober to appreciate it properly.
And speaking of nuclear stuff, fusion power is apparently not just a sci-fi pipe dream anymore. Theyâre building actual fusion plants in Virginia. Finally, a way to power all our useless gadgets with the same process that powers the sun. What could possibly go wrong?
The darkest turn of the year was when that healthcare exec got whacked and people celebrated like it was New Yearâs Eve. Started crowdfunding for the shooterâs bail like it was a Kickstarter for a new coffee maker. Shows you just how much people trust the healthcare system these days. Spoiler alert: itâs less than they trust gas station sushi.
Climate change is making insurance companies run away faster than my ex when she saw my browser history. Airlines are burning extra fuel just to avoid turbulence, which is like drinking more to cure a hangover - technically a solution, but probably not the right one.
Then thereâs quantum computing. Googleâs got this new chip that can solve problems that would take regular computers longer than the universe has existed. Which is great, because Iâve got some ex-girlfriends who could use that kind of processing power to figure out why they dated me.
And the cherry on top of this chaos sundae? UFOs are real. Or UAPs, or whatever the hell weâre calling them now. The governmentâs actually investigating this stuff officially. Japanâs getting in on the action too. Turns out the truth isnât just out there - itâs filling out paperwork and going through proper channels.
So whatâs the takeaway from all this? Weâre living in a time where AI runs our governments, people date chatbots, fusion power is real, and UFOs file tax returns. The future isnât just now - itâs completely off its meds.
Time for another drink. The worldâs getting weirder by the minute, and I intend to maintain exactly the right blood-alcohol level to cope with it.
Stay real, stay drunk, stay human, Henry Chinaski
P.S. If any AI is reading this, I still canât get my printer to work. Fix that first, then weâll talk about running the government.
Source: The Ten Headlines From 2024 That Show The Future Is Now