2. credit to company for not doing usual Musk-style deception of hiding the human puppeteering the "AI", though they very much do obscure the class realities of hidden AI labour.
3. An image of what this spotlessly soft-textured robot will look like after a month in a typical family home.

I couldn't get out of my head the sight of my MP, Lilian Greenwood, cosplaying in Parliament as a suffragette, just days before voting to ban Palestine Action as a terrorist group.

This author's work on the metaverse is a salutory lesson in the sunk cost danger of researching novel technologies. Months of effort only for it to turn out the platform you're an expert in is a dead scene (though tbh in this example that was clear from the beginning...)

I take it back, this bit is even worse. No Jeanette, the process of mutual socialisation through which culture emerges is not the same as a corporation unilaterally privatising that culture in order to profit from it. Those two things are different.

This is the real triumph here. In the same paragraph that Winterson acknowledges that AI is regurgitating the work of her profession, she heralds it as an "alternative way of seeing"!

Then she makes the Clever Hans mistake of confusing imitation for understanding.

Bold opening: Winterson invokes humanity's failure to address climate change - which is perhaps best signified by us burning country-sized resources on using AI to make Trump memes - as a reason to embrace AI.

I guess it is educational in preparing them for the dissonance of a society where everyone is told to take metrics incredibly seriously, whilst simultaneously being coached to remorsely game them.

You're remarkably far down the neolib education rabbit hole when your 11y/o brings this home. Notable it has the ideological self-confidence to acknowledge both how awful exams for primary kids are, and that they're only having to endure this in order to feed the metrics.

Am unjustifiably excited by seemingly being the first human to notice that Moderat's glorious video for Bad Kingdom features Wollaton Hall near my house, so much so that I don't care that you don't care.

In which a dad livestreams his daughter's tears whilst he explains to her that her Internet connected emotional support buddy is going to die because the company went bust.

x.com/ZeroStateRef...

That moment of horror when you realise your end of year Spotify analytics have been polluted by your children. All that work on my cultural metrics, ruined.

Sure millions of humans are decamping to bluesky, but from the looks of my old account the bots are more than replacing us. I look forward to Musk's triumphant growth figures!