We have drifted so far from the physical world that we now speak about reality as if it were a software layer.
Food arrives under plastic and clean lighting, as if it were manufactured by barcode. Money moves without weight. Work happens in files, calls, decks, and glowing rectangles. “The cloud” stores our lives in a phrase so absurd it should embarrass anyone old enough to remember weather. We order, … Read the rest
People ask which jobs are safe from AI the way passengers on a sinking ship ask which deck is safest. It is the wrong unit of analysis. “Job” is a legal and HR container; “work” is a bundle of tasks; “tasks” are what automation eats. Generative AI does not need to “replace your profession” to destroy your job. It only needs to replace the parts of your week that justify … Read the rest
We keep talking about the Great Filter like it’s a cosmic bear trap: some external horror waiting in the dark, a gamma-ray burst, a plague, a meteor with bad manners. Something that happens to you. Something you can blame. Something that lets you die with your dignity intact, whispering, “Well, what could we do?”
But what if the Filter is not outside.
What if the Great Filter is a mirror.… Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
A couple of days ago, my colleague informed me that almost all of our readership had disappeared. Apparently, our erstwhile ‘fans’ are now opting for the seamless, dreamless efficiency of AI. I don’t blame them. Who wouldn’t prefer to have the world and all that’s in it summarized in a few seconds, when the alternative is a laborious process once known as ‘thought’?
There is a strange new kind of silence spreading across the web, and it doesn’t sound like censorship. It doesn’t come with warning banners, deleted pages, or officials knocking at the door. It is quieter than that, almost polite. You publish. The post exists. The link works. Nothing stops you. And yet the world passes by as if your words are a streetlight in daylight—still on, still burning electricity, no … Read the rest
