I said this about AI well over a year ago. Using it to diagnose and fire people with medical conditions so they lose their insurance AND their income is somehow even more heartless and evil than I’d predicted.
Rip every radio out of your phone. It will still leak your inputs.
Capacitive touchscreens scan sequentially. Your finger touching the screen affects the local impedance and modulates the emissions.
Able to extract keystrokes and pin inputs from 15cm away with ~90% accuracy.
Parents who raise their kids on realistic content are performing a kind of soul circumcision without anesthesia, and they do it proudly. they buy the little books about sharing and recycling and how divorce is okay, sensible books, vetted books, books approved by some committee of childless phds who decided that dragons are psychologically destabilizing. and then this denuded little creature grows up and wanders out into a world that is absolutely crawling with dragons, real ones, humans who feed on humiliation, women who collect men like scalps, landlords, banks, algorithms, addictions, each one an ancient monster. and the kid has nothing, no stored narrative of the small weak thing prevailing, no memory of stones becoming bread or dead girls waking up. his parents gave him nutritious facts and he stands there starving in front of his first real giant with a stomach full of information. meanwhile some other kid whose grandmother filled him with absolute garbage, nonsense talking wolves, magic beans, boys made of wood, walks up to the same giant and something old activates in him. he knows somewhere deep in the meat of him that giants are a problem with a known solution, that has been handled before, by smaller people than him, with worse weapons
> be me, luis heredia, 27 años
> sigo atrapado en la consultora cárnica de madrid
> me han cambiado el título en linkedin a "Lead Agentic Workflow Orchestrator" (por fin ya me dan tickets restaurante)
> el proyecto de la semana: arreglar el backend de reservas de Renfe porque sigue colapsando cada vez que llueve en Extremadura
> entra mi jefe a la pecera. boomer, chaleco ecoalf, acaba de escuchar un podcast de silicon valley mientras venía en el tesla por la m-30
> "Luis, ha salido gpt-5.6 Sol. quiero que le metas el modo ULTRA. dicen que es como tener a un país de genios trabajando en paralelo"
> suspiro
> intento explicarle que "ultra" no es un nivel de razonamiento
> le digo que es una skill cutre que fuerza subagentes en codex
> le explico que está roto: chupa más tokens que gin tonics mi cuñado en la barra libre de mi boda
> "Luis, déjate de excusas. democratización de la ia. ponlo en MAX y dale al ultra. quiero sentir la AGI"
> fuck
> abro codex, selecciono gpt-5.6 sol, esfuerzo en MAX. activo el botón de ULTRA.
> la interfaz se pone morada y parece que nos va a mandar al hiperespacio
> prompt: "analiza el módulo de pagos de renfe y arregla los bugs"
> enter
> el root agent despierta.
> "creando subagentes: /root/analisis, /root/qa, /root/refactor"
> de momento todo normal. me voy a la máquina a por un cortado.
> vuelvo a los 14 minutos.
> los ventiladores del lenovo thinkpad suenan más que el falcon despegando en torrejón
> miro el log de la terminal
> un agente ha encontrado un comentario en un script de java de 2012 que dice:
>"// paco soy antonio, no toques esto que se cae la pasarela de redsys"
> el agente escribe en el terminal: "bloqueo crítico. el sistema depende estructuralmente de la entidad Antonio. necesitamos su validación."
> el root agent spawnea 16 subagentes en MAX effort solo para encontrar a Antonio
> se meten en el active directory y descubren que Antonio se prejubiló en 2018 y ahora vive en Torrevieja.
> la flota de agentes entra en pánico al no poder hacer un send_message a Antonio
> deciden que la única solución lógica para mantener la estabilidad del frontend es resucitar a Antonio digitalmente
> crean un subagente /root/antonio_legacy_brain
> AntonioGPT asume el control total de la jerarquía de agentes y empieza a reescribir todo el backend de Renfe en COBOL
> aparecen comentarios en el código como "ñapa provisional puente de mayo, arreglar luego" y "ni se te ocurra tocar este if"
> veo en directo cómo está cambiando todos los booleanos de la base de datos de postgres por strings con 'S' y 'N'
> miro el dashboard de OpenAI. llevamos gastados 12.500 dólares en 45 minutos.
> le doy un trago al café
> vuelvo a mirar la pantalla
> el agente AntonioGPT acaba de usar el tool calling con la tarjeta de empresa para suscribirse a la colección por fascículos de "Construye el mítico Seat 600" de Planeta DeAgostini
> mierda
Cardinal social rule is to never make someone feel like an idiot. Perpetually have to assume that everyone is deathly afraid of being perceived in this way. Preempt the interaction by letting them know that stupid questions don't exist. Briefly jest about how they're already in a better position compared to when you were in their shoes. Slip in an anecdote about something embarrassing that happened to you with a level of unreactive casualness that indirectly signals to their brain that it's safe to relax. Chuckle in response to any semblance of an amusing remark. Liberally administer daps when you start to notice them entering conversational flow state
until it happens to you, you will think you are very careful, very responsible, very smart, very disciplined, very religious, very mature, very private, very etc...
once you turn 20 you have to fight everyday for the rest of your life to not lose your personality & spirit...bc what once came naturally to you will be exhausted into nothing if you don't actively Try. it's terrifyingly easy to become a lethargic, soulless adult
Common sense will not help you accomplish great things. Inventing ways to avoid being hurt will not lead to love. He who "keeps his options open" will fall behind.
Instead you have to learn and cultivate desire.
I'm a firm believer that everything always works out as long as you stay in motion. You don't even have to know what you're doing. You often won't. Just avoid spending the majority of your time in your head
Go out and talk to people. Tinker with shiny objects that stoke your curiosity. Follow excitement without judgement. Collect a story to tell. Don't label and categorize activities or wonder if you're being productive or not. Simply do things because you can and be engaged with whatever you're doing
If you can end each day having gained a bit more interestingness, absorbed a bit more inspiration, or experienced a bit more life, all is well. Embodying this feeling is all that's required for you to rest easy knowing you got ahead, because forward progress is measured by the energy you radiate rather than the outcomes you see
Now it's merely a simple matter of continuing to get ahead. Light on your feet, surrendering to the flow of reality. The path will appear in front of you. Lucky breaks, unpredictable blessings, lightbulb moments abound. Not a matter of if, but when. Trust yourself. Enjoy the journey. God will never lead you astray
bro it isn’t generally intelligent bro its only read every book and paper ever written and just making connections between them bro. its only thinking for twenty hours bro it’s just brute force thinking bro. its only solving erdos problems bro it could never be an accountant bro
“You can just do things” presupposes the block to doing is ignorance: you're not aware that you can. Saying you can, therefore, will make you able to do them.
The teleological view is harsher: you’re not doing things because *you don’t want to* and the rest is rationalization.
in 2028 bernie sanders forces the oligarch labs to hire every human as an approval engineer
ai swarms run civilization. we’re assigned random subsets and green approve buttons appear now and then. humans get the nobels, patents, equity, and bylines if they clicked approve on a major discovery. they are the heroes. the swarm-written papers mention in the acknowledgments that the discovery was “ai assisted”
everyone agrees this is basically what has always been going on. we aren’t our thoughts, and einstein wasn’t his either. he couldn’t choose which thought to have next. all he could do was watch them arise, approve the good ones, and hope they discovered something great. he was essentially an approval engineer, and now we are too
say it with me now. experts are fake, smart generalists rule the world, everything is designed by people no smarter than you, and courage is in shorter supply than genius