this is a totally work of fiction not inspired by any events that happened today or anytime or by any people. In the bleak January of 2035, Huda Ziade stared at her terminal, the blue light casting harsh shadows across her face. The air around her smelled like burnt silicon…
As longtime readers of this blog might be aware, I've long been skeptical of machine learning and its so-called "intelligence". The AI industry, aided by clueless futurists and grifters, has abused our tendency to anthropomorphize what are essentially statistical processes, whether it's transformer architectures,…
(this is fiction based on fictional events that never happened any comparisons or similarities to real life events or people or computer programs are a sign of an over active imagination) Dramatis Personae * Nydia, the Seer: Our narrator, a seer who warns of the dangers of neglecting open source. * Jia…