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[T18 @TangYiduo]

@VWFNDRcamera when iOS

[T18 @TangYiduo]

vibe coding 时代，小黄鸭编程法依然有效，不过现在我是小黄鸭了

[T18 @TangYiduo]

员工把skill卖给公司，公司把业务逻辑泄露给模型商，大家都有光明的未来

[T18 @TangYiduo]

现在的联结主义繁荣，可能只是给符号主义的下一次归来提供训练集

[Molly Cantillon @mollycantillon]

THE PERSONAL PANOPTICON.

A few months ago, I started running my life out of Claude Code. Not out of intention to do so, it was just the place where everything met.
And it just kept working.

Empires are won by conquest. What keeps them standing is something much quieter.

Before a king can tax, he must count. Before he can conscript, he must locate. Before he can rule, he must see. Legibility is the precondition for governance.

The pre-modern state was blind. It knew precious little about its subjects, their wealth, their landholdings and yields, their location, their very identity. So it built the apparatus of sight: censuses, surnames, maps. Over centuries, the invisible became visible, the illegible became legible, and populations that could be seen could finally be controlled.

Now, you are one of n: tracked, monitored, studied by systems you cannot access, much less interrogate. Data is siphoned for purposes you will never fully know. The arrangement is brutally asymmetrical: visibility without reciprocity. A panopticon whose gaze travels outward and never back.

The watchtower has multiplied. Today, corporations harvest terabytes of behavioral exhaust, gatekept behind competitive moats, legible only to algorithms optimizing against your interests. Corporate legibility is created by closed joins: they can join your behavior to their ontology, but you can’t join your own behavior across systems.

We are drowning in data about ourselves and yet we remain catastrophically blind.

Thousands of messages across twenty inboxes. Notifications exile you to a perpetual state of Do Not Disturb. A WHOOP recovery score that decides your mood. Commitments that exist in six places and cohere in none. You are the most measured human in history and the most opaque to yourself.

States built legibility infrastructure to govern. Corporations built it to sell. Neither gave you the keys to the tower.

The first thing Claude solved was product blindness. NOX now runs on a cron job: pulling Amplitude, cross-referencing GitHub, and pointing me to what needs building. It handles A/B testing, generates winning copy, and has turned customer support into a fully autonomous department.

Once I saw this was possible, I chased it everywhere. Email, hitting inbox zero for the first time ever, with auto-drafted replies for everything inbound. Workouts, accommodating horrendously erratic travel schedules. Sleep, built a projector wired to my WHOOP after exactly six hours that wakes me with my favorite phrases. Subscriptions, found and returned $2000 I didn’t know I was paying. The dozen SFMTA citations I'd ignored, the action items I'd procrastinated into oblivion. People are using it to, I discovered, run vending machines, home automation systems, and keep plants alive.

The feeling is hard to name. It is the violent gap between how blind you were and how obvious everything feels now with an observer that reads all the feeds, catches what you've unconsciously dropped, notices patterns across domains you'd kept stubbornly separate, and—crucially—tells you what to do about it.

My personal finances are now managed in the terminal. Overnight it picks the locks of brokerages that refuse to talk to each other, pulls congressional and hedge fund disclosures, Polymarket odds, X sentiment, headlines and 10-Ks from my watchlist. Every morning, a brief gets added in ~/𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜. Last month it flagged Rep. Fields buying NFLX shares. Three weeks later, the Warner Bros deal. I don't always trade, sometimes I argue with the thesis. But I'm never tracking fifteen tabs at 6am anymore.

It feels borderline unfair seeing around corners, being in ten places at once, surveilling yourself with the attention span of a thousand clones.

A panopticon still, but the tower belongs to you.

A few weeks ago, five friends and I tore into the Epstein files the night they dropped. Thousands of documents parsed into a searchable index: flights, texts, photos, Amazon purchases, properties. By 4am, sleep deprivation bled into something stranger: the disbelief that it just kept working. We were outpacing entire newsrooms. By 7am we shipped Jmail. 18 million people have since searched an inbox that belonged to a dead man. A decade ago this would have taken a team and a quarter of runway. We did it in one night, on pure adrenaline and tools that finally match the pace of ambition.

Over Christmas, I watched my parents learn the command line. These are people who never migrated off Microsoft Teams, who treat software updates as personal attacks. I didn't pitch it as coding. I set up an alias, just `𝚌`, and said:  'Type what you want to happen in plain English.' My mom stared at it for a minute, then typed: 'Show me everyone who hasn't paid an invoice in the last 90 days.' She looked at me like I'd performed a magic trick. Within days, they were running my dad’s accounts receivable through it. For twenty years, software made them feel stupid. Now they tell it what to do.

When you have an entire model of reality around certain things being hard that shifts for the first time, the world unravels.

This is the default now. The bottleneck is no longer ability. The bottleneck is activation energy: who has the nerve to try, and the stubbornness to finish. This favors new entrants. People who question unquestioned assumptions because they don't know any better. The founders who sprint through walls and will their dogged pursuits into existence.

Here’s what my tower looks like mechanically. I run a swarm of eight instances in parallel: ~/𝚗𝚘𝚡, ~/𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜, ~/𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕, ~/𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚝𝚑, ~/𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜, ~/𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑, ~/𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, ~/𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕. Each operates in isolation, spawns short-lived subagents, and exchanges context through explicit handoffs. They read and write the filesystem. When an API is absent, they operate the desktop directly, injecting mouse and keystroke events to traverse apps and browsers. 𝚌𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 -𝚒 keeps the system awake on runs, in airports, while I sleep. On completion, it texts me; I reply to the checkpoint and continue. All thought traces logged and artifacted for recursive self-improvement.

Sometimes the tower has a landlord. Anthropic sees every query you make. The value exchange is explicit: their visibility into your thinking for access to a thousand-clone attention span. In this case, chosen beats imposed. For now, that's enough.

There is a case for productive illegibility. For forgetting, for serendipity, for negative capability—the dark fiber in ourselves that loses something the moment you start measuring its throughput. Goodhart says optimize for a metric and you game your way to hollow victory. High modernism tried to iron the world into a grid, and killed what made it work. These failures share a structure. The map-maker doesn't live in the territory. When WHOOP says recovered and I feel like death, I notice. When the ~/𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 thesis is wrong, I lose money. Metis, the local knowledge that external schemes delete, is what built the grid here. There's a meta-level outside the system, self-authored and continuously revised, that argues with the brief for days, notices when a metric has become a game, that can delete ~/𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑 tomorrow if it stops serving. Goodhart operates when you can't escape the loop. We must continue to live outside it.

I felt that tension most clearly watching Pluribus, where eight billion minds are joined into one consciousness. Only thirteen remain outside including Carol, the resistant misanthropic protagonist you want to root for, even if the hive offers peace, equity, and the end to all crime. An LLM already feels like that: a lossy compression of humanity speaking in one voice. When your whole life runs inside a Claude Code directory, you feel the pull toward the merge. The price is quiet but total. You trade away what is yours alone, the private texture of emotion, the right to be wrong, your jagged iconoclasm. Opt out and you fall behind. Take the tower early. Do not let it take you.

We are early on a big open secret. Karpathy put it correctly, failing to claim the boost now feels decidedly like a skill issue.

For centuries, legibility flowed one direction: upward. You were the subject. Institutions were the seer. In this quasi-libertarian arbitrage window, that direction has reversed. The tools of synthesis belong to the individual now.

Govern yourself accordingly.

[T18 @TangYiduo]

@davidhoang @claudeai @obsdmd @raycast can't agree more

[kepano @kepano]

English is now a programming language.

You can write programs just by writing plainly in Obsidian, and run your program using Claude Code (or equivalent tools).

Everything you previously wrote in Markdown files can be directly actionable by executing those now programs.

[T18 @TangYiduo]

让nano-banana pro解决这个七巧板问题，得到了这个似是而非的答案。人类还能多苟一阵吧。

[Orange AI @oran_ge]

最近看到 @op7418 藏师傅辛辛苦苦地卖一个不赚钱的周刊，我就说你这何必呢
他说中国自媒体的商单模式，有毒，得开发点好的商业模式。
国外的商单都是会明显标记赞助的，博主接受，用户也接受，播客里连续口播5分钟硬广已经是家常便饭了。
但是国内用户看到硬广，直接开骂的，不愿意付钱还不愿意看广告，所以硬广的效果也不好。
现在国内的AI行业，有点像自媒体-厂商-投资人共同构建的信息茧房铁三角。

这一切看似无解，但总得有人去做正确的事。
我最近在构思 ListenHub 的品牌合伙人计划，还没完全想好，欢迎一起出主意。
第一个月以赠送会员的方式邀请大家体验产品，必须声明是官方赞助，内容就真实体验，不尬吹，不尬黑。
第二个月开始以现金的方式进行赞助，这个赞助的是大家为体验产品所花费的时间和精力，并不是为了买口碑。
钱虽然不多，但如果能让大家赚钱时还有些快乐，ROI 就可以超过商单。

[T18 @TangYiduo]

@yihong0618 这是看透了Vibe Coding的赌博本质吗

[T18 @TangYiduo]

所以，现在会手搓小模型是不是和父辈们会手搓无线电是一个生态位的

[T18 @TangYiduo]

所以从AI编程到具身智能的这一步到底有多大呢？

[T18 @TangYiduo]

“说”和“做”之间的差别，很大程度上决定了LLM agent的表现。对于写代码，这个差别比较小，所以一定程度上，从说出来的能否落实的层面，AI coding 是比较成功的。但还是有太多的领域，“说”和“做”有巨大的鸿沟，LLM就经常更多只能提供情感价值却干不了什么实事了

[T18 @TangYiduo]

有时候Vibe coding的成瘾机制就像开盲盒一样

[T18 @TangYiduo]

claude code 让我的恶老板本性暴露出来了，一分钟都不想让他闲下来

[T18 @TangYiduo]

突然想到，如果我在Obsidian文件夹下面，使用Claude Code，也是一个很好的运用。毕竟，writing as coding 的原则非常适合于 Obsidian。比如，可以协助项目管理，可以自动优化笔记的组织，也可以作为一个赛博啦啦队来给我打气。甚至，考虑到Obsidian可以作为CC的外置记忆，可以更加深入的结合到其他项目

[T18 @TangYiduo]

今年似乎只有很少的愚人节新闻，是因为LLM制造的假新闻已经让大家审美疲劳了吗？

[T18 @TangYiduo]

@raycastapp WOW! Looking support for LaTeX rendering!

[T18 @TangYiduo]

@tydsh can't agree more

[T18 @TangYiduo]

@tualatrix 有一种塞班的既视感