The blog post that explains the background of the horrific Ocaml AI-written PR. Honestly... this feels like some post hoc rationalisation cope rather than a coming clean of an honest attempt to test something out.
I'm not convinced at all.
The blog post that explains the background of the horrific Ocaml AI-written PR. Honestly... this feels like some post hoc rationalisation cope rather than a coming clean of an honest attempt to test something out.
I'm not convinced at all.
I've owned a copy of Lions' for a long time; perhaps 25 years at the time of writing. I'm pretty sure it was one of the firts books I ordered from this wee book-selling website called Amazon, back in 1999.
Here's an online version.
The reddit post where I first discovered BodyState. For a year or so this remained a really useful and focused app that did what I needed. As of November 2025 it's been sold to a company who are starting to ruin it already.
Such a shame.
"At this point, it doesn’t matter if tech executives and VCs believe their own hype and wild claims about what’s next for AI — though I firmly believe that they genuinely buy into the things they’re preaching and chugging their own kool aid — because they’ve made the grand pronouncements, they started their cults, and they promised a future of AGI-powered wonder. They sold equity to investors who give them billions every year, and those investors now expect steady double-digit percentage returns."
A fun (and hopefully concerning) take on the AIification of everything.
"The recent innovations in the AI space, most notably those such as GPT-4, obviously have far-reaching implications for society, ranging from the utopian eliminating of drudgery, to the dystopian damage to the livelihood of artists in a capitalist society, to existential threats to humanity itself."
A rant that's pretty much about how money-grabbing idiots are slapping AI on any old shit. We all know who they are.
A project that uses "AI" to turn a GitHub repo into a "podcast". It's weird and disturbing and kinda funny and yet, wweirdly, sort of impressive.
In a "thanks I hate it" kind of way.