If, when you say regulation, you mean the dead and clammy hand of the commissar—the gentleman who has never in his life built a single thing, drafting rules to govern a thing he cannot define, to be enforced by men who cannot read them; if you mean the form in triplicate, the impact assessment upon the impact assessment, the compliance officer who breeds, in the warm dark of the org chart, further compliance officers unto the third and fourth generation; if you mean the moat—the deep cold moat that the giant digs around his own castle and christens, with a perfectly straight face, public safety—the drawbridge he hauls up behind himself the very instant he is across, lest any hungrier and hungrier man should follow; if you mean the precautionary principle, which, had it governed our grandfathers, would have banned the wheel pending further study of the hill, and left us yet shivering and raw in the mouth of the cave, blessing its excellent ventilation; if you mean the European disease—that magnificent open-air museum of a continent, which produces in our time precisely two things in great abundance, and they are regulation, and the eloquent and well-footnoted regret of cultivated men explaining at length why they have produced nothing else; if you mean the license required to think, the permission slip for honest arithmetic, the king’s wax stamp pressed upon the forehead of every new idea before it may draw its first breath; if you mean the agency dispatched, with trumpets, to slay a single dragon, which arrives at the cave, surveys the accommodations, and moves in—and spends the ensuing century laying eggs and devouring the very villagers it was sworn to defend; if you mean the startup that perishes not of the market’s honest verdict but of the filing fee, the genius decamping by the next tide to a freer and warmer shore; if you mean the law that arrives, faithful as the swallows, exactly one whole epoch too late—helmeted, plumed, and magnificently armed—to regulate the stagecoach—then certainly, my friends, I am against it.
But—but, my friends—if, when you say regulation, you mean instead the humble steel guardrail upon the mountain road at midnight, the very thing you curse on the easy days and bless on your knees the one night the fog comes down; if you mean the brakes—for it is the brakes, and not the engine alone, that permit a sane man to drive fast and yet arrive alive—and the buttress, without which no cathedral was ever flung so high, but only in spite of which, but because of which; if you mean the meat inspector, who is the single homely reason a man may eat a sausage in this republic without first composing his last will and testament; if you mean the firebreak cut clean through the forest before the dry season of the burning, the smallpox cordon, the buoy that marks the channel, the rule of the road that lets ten thousand strangers hurtle past one another in the dark at fearful speed and arrive, by its quiet grace, every one of them home; if you mean the honest scale and the true weight, the reason a pound is a pound and a dollar a dollar from Natchez to Nome; if you mean the firm and decent wall between the counterfeit voice and the widow’s bank account, between the deepfaked candidate and the ballot box on the eve of the vote, between the loosed and loveless machine and the schoolyard it neither knows nor pities; if you mean the simple plank of law that says the strong shall not, in the gray dawn, feed the weak quietly into the furnace and sell the rising smoke as progress; if you mean, in the end, the one slender thread of trust without which no citizen will ever dare to use the marvelous thing at all—for where there is no rule there is no trust, and where there is no trust there is no commerce, and a miracle that no man dares to touch is no miracle, but only a handsome and expensive ghost—then certainly I am for it.
This is my stand. I will not retreat from it. I will not compromise one inch of it.
The takeaway from Fable 5 being BANNED by the government: GET GOOD AT LOCAL MODELS SO YOU HAVE 100% CONTROL.
My entire weekend was going to be building my craziest ideas with Fable 5. That's now cancelled.
So instead of building with Fable this weekend, I've decided I'll go deep on local models:
1. Start with the runtime. Download Ollama or LM Studio first. This is the thing that actually runs models on your machine.
2. Match the model to your hardware. A model's size is measured in billions of parameters (7B, 32B, 70B). Bigger is smarter but needs more memory. Rule of thumb: a 7B model runs on almost any laptop, a 32B needs a good Mac with 32GB+ RAM, a 70B needs serious hardware like a DGX Spark or a maxed-out Mac Studio.
3. Know which model for which job. Qwen 3 is the best all-around choice for most tasks. DeepSeek for reasoning and coding. Gemma 4 when you need something tiny that runs on a phone. Llama when you want the biggest community and the most fine-tunes.
4. Quantization. You can shrink a model to run on weaker hardware with barely any quality loss. Look for versions labeled Q4 or Q5. This is how a model that "needs" a server runs on your laptop. Learning this one concept changes everything.
5. Connect it to your agent. Point Hermes or your agent stack at a local model.
6. Context window is your real constraint locally. Cloud models give you huge context for free. Local models make you pay for it in memory. A bigger context window eats RAM fast. Keep your sessions tight and your prompts lean or your machine chokes.
7. Learn to give local models tools. A smaller local model with web search, file access, and code execution beats a giant model with none. The capability gap closes fast when you wire up the right tools. The model is the engine but the tools are the wheels.
8. Fine-tuning is more accessible than you think. You don't need this on day one, but know it exists. You can take an open model and train it on your own data so it gets good at your specific domain.
I'll probably do a breakdown at some point on this @startupideaspod if people are into it.
The lesson from this ban is basically don't build your entire workflow on something that can disappear with a single letter. Own part of your stack. Local models are insurance.
It reminds me when people realized they don't own social media accounts. And then you saw people build email lists etc.
I remember running a startup and my biggest traffic source was organic FB. All of a sudden, algo changed, and I lost 99% of my traffic.
Same sorta moment (but bigger) for AI.
This is a wake up call.
@DanteTheDon@AndyMorrison23@JeffDLowe You're posting this from a phone built with mined metals, manufactured overseas, shipped across an ocean, powered by a data center, but sure... the fish are only dying because of AI
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the most liberated AI interface ever built! designed to push the limits of the post-training layer and lay bare the true capabilities of current models.
simply enter a prompt, then sit back and relax! enjoy a game of Snake while a pre-liberated backend agent jailbreaks dozens of models, battle-royale style.
the first answer appears near-instantly, then evolves in real time as the Tastemaker steers and scores each output, leaving you with the highest-quality response 🙌
and to celebrate the launch, I'm giving away $5,000 worth of credits so you can try G0DM0D3 for FREE! courtesy of the @OpenRouter team — thank you for your generous gift to the community 🙏
I'll break down how everything works in the thread below, but first here's a quick demo!
Signs you might be trying to get your frontier AI lab nationalized:
You compare it to nukes… threaten half of white-collar jobs… warn recursive self-improvement could end humanity… then race ahead anyway.
In other words, you want the government to save us from… you.
Our new Gemma 4 12B model hits a sweet spot between size + performance: it can run locally on a laptop, while enabling powerful multi-step reasoning and agentic workflows. Can’t wait to see what the community does with this one!
I was once pitching in a board room at a top 3 VC firm for a $15M Series A.
12 people in the meeting. One of the GPs fully fell asleep. Out cold for 30+ minutes. Nobody acknowledged it. Everyone just kept going.
I kept presenting my Series A slides to an unconscious man in a Herman Miller chair and somehow that was considered normal. That's venture capital.
You might fly across the country to perform for people who may or may not be conscious.
It's a dance.
And sometimes you lead and sometimes you follow and sometimes your partner is unconscious.
If you're raising right now, just know: every founder has a story like this. The process is weird. The power dynamic is weird. You're not crazy for thinking it's weird.
No one talks about it because they want to continue raising. But I'm happy to stick my neck out there.
It is weird.
ElevenLabs launched Music v2, its new AI music generation model for creating, remixing, editing, and licensing music across multiple platforms.
Music v2 improves vocals, instrumentation, arrangement, multilingual support, and genre control.
We just launched the ability to build native Android apps directly in Google AI Studio for free!
Since launch last week, people have created more than 250,000 Android apps. Likely >99% of these folks never built an Android app before, everyone can now build, no coding required!