My Name is Prolet
This is how it goes. We take a random handful of sounds, glue it to a screaming newborn, and decide “This [...]
This is how it goes. We take a random handful of sounds, glue it to a screaming newborn, and decide “This [...]
Globalisation killed my uniqueness. Not my talent, necessarily. Not my ability to think, write, or look at things from an uncomfortable [...]
The Impossible Burden of Proving You Wrote Your Own Book There was a time when writing a book was considered [...]
Hope is a peculiar kind of cruelty. It arrives dressed as a gift, speaks in the voice of love, and leaves [...]
I am touching on something rather fundamental: why do people confuse the position someone occupies with the value of the person [...]
The Day I Almost Became a Billionaire With AI Yesterday marked the successful completion of my regular monthly mental period. Please [...]
This blurb is for educational purposes only. Any resemblance to an annoying, shallow, pretentious, self-centred, I-I-I, Me-Me-Me person is entirely coincidental. [...]
What is the difference between human and AI writing? This is a much more interesting question than the usual “Can AI [...]
A wave of fear surrounds artificial intelligence. Someone prominent in the AI world says that humanity may be finished within twenty [...]
The Anatomy of Temptation We usually think of temptation as a small and rather embarrassing weakness. A piece of cake when [...]
There is a particular moment in getting older that nobody warns you about. It isn't the grey hair. Hair has never [...]