No one - not a single person - created an Instagram account with the expectation that their photos would be used to generate AI advertisements.
If users had to proactively opt in to this, no one would. Instead, Meta doesn’t even notify you it’s happening.
❤️SHE MATTERS: LAVANYA CHAPPA!❤️
July 7, 2026: Lavanya Chappa was stabbed to death at her home in Vermont, Victoria. Her husband Srinivas Achanta is charged with Lavanya's murder. Lavanya is the 36th Australian woman killed this year.
This is good for like a million reasons: makes food delivery less attractive to consumers, probably stops the insane number of ebikes running red lights, and for the ones who manage to stay employed, they get better compensated for a dangerous job
I remember a story I once read about a girl who pleaded with her teacher not to tell her Dad that she'd been caught kissing another girl behind the bike shed. The school insisted.
The next day the girl had a fractured swollen jaw.
Violating kid's privacy feeds abuse. Don't.
Not exaggerating when I say the future depends on this catching on en masse. Kids, adults. Book clubs, silent reading groups. For the past twenty-five years tech has corroded our attention, intelligence and basic pleasure in living, and books are the key to winning them back.
As Betty Friedan said to the trad wives of the 60s: ‘That’s all very well, but you are just one breadwinner away from the poverty line.’ That’s why being one has gone from majority to fringe oddity since then.
Went to planned parenthood with my old roommate and there were church ppl outside accusing her of abortion so I said “We’re here to find out if she has cancer. So we’ll see if your god is good or not” And I shit you not when we came out they weren’t there anymore
Nope! I always say there is no such thing as self-made. It’s a myth.
It took millions of people - from my parents to mentors to friends to competitors to fans and voters - to write my success story. I did not write it alone.
That’s the American Dream - not a lie about going it alone - but the truth that none of us do, and there is always someone with their hand out to lift us up.