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Oh okay. We're making human code review optional at work. Okay. Cool. Okay. Okay. Okay.
Okay so I accidentally played Timberborn all night. However I feel I’ve nearly extracted the majority of the fun I’ll get out of it in those 8 hours. I’ve hit a point where it’s like…I can just keep adding or trying to support more beavers and/or start setting up complex automation? And I don’t see much fun in that for me.
at the moment, sort of wishing I'd done electrical engineering or mechanical engineering in school. I almost did. the mechanical engineering professor who did the "What we do" in intro to engineering very nearly sold me on it, ngl.
If George Floyd was the catalyzing event that finally radicalized me against police, AI is the event that has truly radicalized me against capitalism.
Before: "yeah it's bad and sucks and hurts us, but like...idk"
Me now: "jesus christ burn it to the ground, it is simply a parasite on even the ECONOMY let alone the people."
AI truly feels like a pinnacle of extraction of workers and environment. To turn the world into a theme park for the wealthy. It makes me think of a...post somewhere online that's like "If you want to live in a walkable city but all the people working at restaurants and coffee shops can't afford to live there, you're living in a theme park." It's what they want. Because service industry jobs WILL still exist, but everything that makes us human will be extracted and sold. I might feel differently if that money were, i don't know, given back to us. But it never would be, never could be.
And it is ever more painful because I nearly feel like I *must* use it or be fired in short time if it comes to light I haven't been. If I don't, I will be unable to pay rent and they will hire someone else (IF ANYBODY?) to extract more from. And it'll be me and many people (so many more qualified than me, at that) competing for the scraps of not-all-in-on AI companies of which there will be increasingly few. Where are my morals except given away to the dollar for survival. Or competing for trade schools or whatever husks remain.