It started, as many modern philosophical conversations do, with something mundane: a password I aCCIDENTALLY SHARED WITH AN ai. I found myself questioning the nature of trust when the “other side” isn’t human. uuuh you have existential doubts about your ability to guarantee privacy… that’s strange. I see you as a program that legally cannot…
How excess came to rule—and why consequences are reserved for the weak. A time when asking questions becomes an insult, and slurs return to their old duty of oppression, wielded by those who know power best. How could a civilization allow that buffoon to reach the presidency? Twice. the nepo-product of 80s greed culture—an era…
The uncomfortable part is
we rarely know whether we are letting go wisely or simply running away — until much later.