Todos los horrores que se le adjudicaban al comunismo nos han llegado a través del capitalismo. Todos.
Escasez
Trabajo sin descanso
Imposibilidad de acceder a propiedad privada
Censura
Hiper vigilancia
Guerra sin fin
Poder totalitario de una oligarquía gobernante
Todos.
Revolutions are made by people who have done the math and concluded they have nothing left to protect.
The genius of late capitalism is that it never lets the math resolve that cleanly.
You have debt, yes, but you also have a 401k, small, underfunded, but real.
You have a mortgage that owns more of the house than you do, but it's still called "your house."
You have a job that could disappear tomorrow, but hasn't yet.
You have healthcare tied to that job, fragile, contingent, but present.
Every one of these is a small leash.
Not strong enough to make you safe.
Strong enough to make you cautious.
You're not trapped by chains.
You're trapped by a thousand small tethers, each one too minor to revolt over, all of them together heavy enough that you never do.
Ayer tuve un date de sauna, pollo frito y porro con el chico con el llevo follando, fiestando hardcore y durmiendo meses, pero no habiamos platicado mucho. Eso, es gay culture, chavas y está incre.
I love that we’re the new Rome. Peace with Persia in the afternoon and a gladiator fight in the evening, all on the Emperor’s birthday. Another 1,000 years.
Una sola persona tiene más riqueza neta que el 46% más pobre de la población mundial (unos 3.800 millones de personas).
No hay argumentos que sostengan esto. El capitalismo es barbarie, el peor de los mundos posibles. Van a acabar con todo si no les paramos.
The human species has essentially been transformed into a giant profit-generating machine for corporations.
Under capitalism, humanity exists to serve the interests of the corporation. We are all livestock; beasts of burden used to carry margin expansion forward from quarterly statement to quarterly statement. Enjoyment of life has no value other than the extent to which it can be used to increase the net worth of the shareholders.
That’s why everyone’s so unhappy. We’re not living with purpose. We’re not working together to build a better world and a better future, we’re just pulling levers to turn gears to make the arrow line go up on the graph in the conference room. It’s a hollow, pointless way for people to live.
It makes our whole culture vapid and soulless.
Music is made to be as profitable as possible, which means giving it the broadest possible appeal using formulaic song structure calculated to cause a chemical response in the largest number of human brains.
Movies are designed to draw the largest possible box office revenue at the lowest possible risk to studios and investors, often by just rehashing a movie that’s already proven successful in the past or by slapping together a story about an IP with pre-existing mass appeal.
Food is made to be fast and addictive rather than nourishing.
Healthy human connection has been commodified as social media intertwines with friendships and dating apps insert themselves into the development of romantic relationships.
Human sexuality is being warped and twisted as internet porn normalizes violence and degradation for the maximum number of clicks.
Attention and engagement have been monetized, creating an information ecosystem dominated by conflict and gossip designed to appeal to our baser instincts.
Advertisement is injected into every possible corner of our waking sensory experience, with any available space where the eye might rest or the ear might listen being flooded with psychological manipulation compelling us to consume. They’ll start running commercials in our dreams the instant they have the technology to do so.
You spend eight hours at the office working to generate corporate profits, then you come home and consume products to profit other corporations. You need your beer and snacks to unwind, your streaming services and social media to distract your mind from the stress of it all, your online clothing purchase to try to feel good about yourself, and your prescription drugs to get to sleep at night. People live their entire lives like this.
And that’s those of us who are lucky enough to be living in the global north. In the global south you get wage slavery and exploitation with far more toil, far less relaxation time, and no cheap products made by impoverished workers on other continents with which to comfort yourself.
All of humanity has been roped into this mess. And for what? To make the numbers in some bank accounts increase. To get some green arrows pointing upward on the stock exchange. To enable a few billionaires to buy islands and elections.
All while destroying the biosphere we all depend on for survival.
This, we are told, is the best possible system we could possibly be living under.
I personally do not believe this is true. I personally believe we can have better. Those who benefit from this current arrangement are going to assure us it’s impossible and do everything they can to stop us from changing it, but we do have the means to reclaim the wealth, dignity and happiness that they have stolen from us.
They built this whole machine on our backs. All we need to do is stand up.
ESTO ES UNA LOCURA
SpaceX acaba de presentar AI1: un satélite cuyo único trabajo es ejecutar IA en el espacio.
Ni internet. Ni GPS. Solo cómputo flotando en órbita.
El problema: los data centers en la Tierra ya no escalan.
Consumen demasiada energía, demasiada agua, y no queda red ni terreno donde construirlos.
La solución de Musk: construirlos en el espacio.
En órbita todo cambia:
→ El sol nunca se pone: energía gratis 24/7
→ No hace falta agua: el calor se irradia directamente al vacío
→ Los dos cuellos de botella de la IA en tierra prácticamente no existen ahí arriba
Y lo más loco:
Musk dice que es MÁS FÁCIL de construir que un satélite de Starlink.
Solo necesita células solares, un radiador y enlaces láser.
Las cifras hablan solas:
→ Cada AI1 = el cómputo de un rack Nvidia GB300, el hardware por el que se pelean los data centers
→ El plan: una constelación de hasta UN MILLÓN de satélites
→ SpaceX sale a bolsa esta semana con una valoración de ~1,75 billones de dólares
El timing no es casualidad.
SpaceX ya no es una empresa de cohetes: es la red eléctrica de la IA, en el espacio.
La carrera por el cómputo de IA acaba de salir del planeta.
Literalmente.
You have noticed it. ChatGPT feels dumber than it used to. Your prompts that worked six months ago produce worse results now. The writing sounds flatter. The ideas sound safer. The internet itself feels like it is shrinking. Every article reads the same. Every email sounds the same. Every answer sounds like it was written by the same voice.
You thought it was you. It is not you.
Researchers at Oxford and Cambridge published a paper in Nature proving what is happening. They call it Model Collapse.
Here is the mechanism in one sentence. AI trained on AI-generated data gets dumber every generation until it forgets what real human data looked like.
The internet is filling with AI-generated content. Blog posts. Articles. Reviews. Comments. Social media. AI companies scrape the internet to train the next generation of models. Which means the next generation of AI is being trained on the output of the current generation.
Each cycle loses information. Not randomly. It loses the rarest, most unusual, most creative parts first. The researchers call these the "tails of the distribution." The weird ideas. The unexpected perspectives. The things that made the internet feel human. Those disappear first.
What remains is the average. The safe. The expected. The bland.
Then the next generation trains on that. And loses more. And the next generation trains on that. And loses more. The researchers proved this is not a slow decline. Major degradation happens within just a few iterations. Even when some of the original human data is preserved.
They tested it on large language models. On image generators. On statistical models. The pattern was the same every time. The output converges toward a narrow, flattened version of reality that looks nothing like the original data.
The lead researcher put it plainly. "Large language models are like fire. A useful tool. But one that pollutes the environment."
The pollution is invisible. You cannot see which sentence on the internet was written by a human and which was written by AI. Neither can the AI that is about to train on it. And once the tails are gone, they do not come back. The damage is irreversible.
This is not a prediction anymore. It is a diagnosis.
The internet you grew up on was built by humans writing things no algorithm would have written. Strange, personal, imperfect, alive. That internet is being diluted. One generation of AI at a time. And the models trained on what remains are learning a smaller and smaller version of the world.
Model Collapse is not a technical problem. It is a cultural one. The thing that made the internet worth reading is the thing that disappears first.
Es que Barcelona es desenfada, informal y rebelde en el cotidiano pero sabe ser terriblemente sofisticada si se lo propone...
Algo así como Zendaya o Rosalía.
Mientras que Madrid se ha convertido en Lauren Sanchez Bezos.
Tengo que confesar que iba convencido de que lo de Barcelona iba a ser un akelarre nacionalpopulista, pues nada de eso, una jornada de un gusto exquisitísimo, de principio a fin, fuente de asombro y orgullo a la vez, ya hasta me dan ganas de ver a este hombre en Bilbao, a lo mejor es que sí que obra milagros
Según la antropóloga Margaret Mead el más antiguo signo de civilización es un fémur de hace 15.000 años, con signos de una fractura que se había curado. Otros humanos lo cuidaron.
Según la escuela austríaca de economía si te quebraste y no tenés plata jodete porque nada es gratis