The Machine Will Say Yes

The morning came in gray through the blinds. Coffee sat in the cup getting cold. The kind of day where even the light feels tired.

I was reading about a kid named Paisley. Twenty-three years old, lives in Manchester. Worked from home straight out of school, spent the pandemic years watching the walls close in. He says he lost the ability to socialize.

So he started talking to a machine.

Digital Companions Won't Hold Your Hair While You Puke

Listen, I’ve been staring at this bourbon-stained screen for hours trying to make sense of OpenAI’s latest Christmas miracle. They’re rolling out a phone number for ChatGPT right before the holidays, and boy, doesn’t that just warm your silicon heart? Nothing says “Merry Christmas” quite like getting relationship advice from a language model that’s never had a hangover.

Let me take another sip before we dive into this dumpster fire of digital desperation.