An insight into a random certified idiot :p on the Interwebs
Oh my, I’m going to set off all forms of radiation alarms with the nuclear carpet bombing this will bring upon me but I’m still going to say it in full: “I’m sorry, vibe-coders, but you’re retro-techies >:3”. Granted I’m simplifying a little bit but once you read what I’m talking about, you’ll see that I touched the “original vibe-coding”, which may even be older than me. So sit back and get ready to become grey super quick.
I know, I know, this dead horse has beaten to a pulp, crushed to a paste and then squeezed into a juice but it’s 2026 and this gleeful ignorance of physics, efficiency and a display of engineering stupidity is still a thing. I’m aware that I’m harsh but seriously, the principles of how “wireless” charging works are taught in elementary here so even a kid can see how pointless this thing is. Don’t believe me? Well, let’s sit back and watch the shitshow I’m about to perform!
I was wondering a little bit where to put this one because I have mainly tech-oriented examples for this but I can think of a few ideas which apply everywhere (mainly when it comes to promoting oneself). I’m still probably going to approach this mostly from the technical field as it’s the one I’m most familiar with but no worries, I’m not going to drown you in tech stuff as it’s not my goal. Enough rambling, let’s get to the point. Yes, we, the people (pardon me the reference) have become worryingly incompetent when it comes to choosing the right tools for the task we need to do. The latest trend of “AI” only makes this even more obvious (it’s as if “AI” is the power amplifier/intensifier of everything) but there were signs years and years before the current “incompetence mirror” became apparent. How bad is it? Well, I’m going to present some examples and let you be the “jury”.
Because the technical definition of learning is flawed. There, boom, done, end of post, end of line, end of file. Now that I have your mind sufficiently agitated and ready to flog me with whips made of CAT6 cables, I implore you to sit down and seriously listen in because you might actually align with what I’m saying. And brace yourselves because the stuff is probably going to give some really head-scratching moments and very likely shatter your ideas about “universal AI”.
Recently we’ve all been witnessing more and more pieces of software and for fuck’s sake even hardware fall into the trap of AI code. From a relatively mild things to allowing AI-assisted contributions (which isn’t exactly reassuring and we’ll get into that) to full-on embracing the “hollow text generator” machine. I’m not going to go into the ethical side of things in this write-up because that’d be for an entire book which would take me multiple lifetimes to finish. What I’d like to dive into here is how delving into the AI toolchains revealed a MASSIVE cognitive canyon in tech developers’ minds, both technical and social. Long story short: Techies are idiots. Yes, we are and it’s our damn responsibility to do something about it. And no, the solution doesn’t like in tech field. It very much lies in the field you’re oh so arrogantly shove away as “useless” (been there myself and luckily didn’t allow my braincells to fry). You want long story long? Well, find a cosy corner and let’s dive in.
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That's right, woof has gone for another fluffy adventure. Or I should actually say fox because this time it was Roky's time to shine. Back to the cold North of Malmö, but this time for a show. A show full colours and silly fluffy critters; the one and only Cirque Du Nord of Nordic Fuzzcon 2026. A perfect match for my bright orange side of me. And of course I was ready with a bit of a ringleader attire (mild shame I was missing the coat but time was merciless and besides, I can and will make it later). So let's not spend too much time outside and step right into the ring!
No, I’m not kidding. If someone told me this, I’d genuinely reply: “Then I’m going home because that’s where I’m ‘Me’.” You may have noticed that one thing I value a lot is authenticity. One could even say I have an … authenticity kink X3 (gosh, that’s such a stupid joke). It sounds a little odd because for one, I’m more often than not “behind a mask” (which isn’t a mask at all, more like the expression of my true self because this meatbag doesn’t cut it), and for two, being authentic nowadays is “undesirable”. But the latter is probably one of the main reasons why me and likely many others seek authenticity. Yes, it’s a risk. Sometimes you encounter a genuine sack of shit of a person. But there’s quite an important silver lining: You know they’re a sack of shit outright so you can avoid them like a cat avoids a cucumber on the floor (unless you’re our cat because then you just don’t give a single damn).
But why am I talking about this. An inspiration came from two places: my probably the longest following on YT, Skallagrim, and reply to one of my discussions from BSky when I got into a talk about socmed and algorithms. The former pretty much aligns with my views on “getting big” and the latter, especially one answer, gives me an insight into how people perceive and use social media and what motivates them. Curious? Well, you know what to do.
Another year passes and the moment of being an “accountant of time” is nigh. What can I say; this year has been pretty much what it says in the title: A rollercoaster of reconstruction. Because this year was one hell of an up-and-down ride. On the lower end, some things in the life in general got me to points where shutting up wasn’t an option. The problem is when this side took full control of my actions which then resulted in being more hurtful than resourceful. On the high end, the good moments of the year were amazing and there are more to come. But first, let’s do the accounting :3
Whenever someone utters the word economy, what comes to your mind? Bunch of out-of-touch people in clothes more expensive than someone’s house, plotting on how to harvest your organs in the most innocent-looking way? A circle-jerk of wannabe “business people” masturbating over graphs and non-sensical numbers?
Well, I’ve bad news for you because I’m not going to talk about these ghouls. Or maybe I will but I’m afraid your image is very narrow because, believe it or not, every single one of us can fit this description. And I’m here to yet again put a mirror in front of many, to some extent everyone.
“I want my neighbour’s goat to die.”
“Really? You don’t want one of your own to get a better life?”
“No, I don’t want better life. I just can’t stand them being happy.”
Above is an excerpt from a rather dark “joke” that I stumbled upon on one of my social dives. I personally wouldn’t call it a joke for not only the fun factor isn’t really there in the first place and these days it’s not even a joke by gallows humour standard anymore but more of a factual statement. It’s telling when people say satire is dead because it’s difficult to distinguish from reality. Same comes with humour when it becomes a coping mechanic instead of a “spice of life”.
But why do we continue on this path? Why do we willing remove parts of our humanity, let alone the positive ones and dive deeper into the swamp of misery? Why instead of looking for ways to brighten up the world we only looks for excuses to justify wrongs and punish those who even think about enjoying good moments that happen?