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It was fun to read through worst technology flops of 2024, some of which I had already forgotten about. But more is to come this year I am sure - specially AI slop with Meta leading the charge

AI slop is often entertaining. AI slop is usually a waste of your time. AI slop is not fact-checked. AI slop exists mostly to get clicks. AI slop is that blue-check account on X posting 10-part threads on how great AI is—threads that were written by AI

Once the corpus of content the system is feeding off of become tainted with AI slop then it does not matter if the bots that generated the garbage are subsequently removed. That stuff will slosh around and have all manner of bad consequences. Meta it seems did the seeding already and primed the online world for peak stupidity

The AI apocalypse is here and it’s far stupider and more depressing than we were promised. Instead of being hunted down by a gleaming metal skeleton in a post-apocalyptic wasteland, we are surrounded by zombies endlessly repeating our own posts back to us.

And the worst is yet to come. Remember that to power these nightmares Big Tech is going to revive the nuclear power industry. That’s our future. A barren mall kept alight with nuclear power, filled with the dead and the never-born.

In 2025 we may all become scavengers in online landfills full of AI generated garbage. If we are lucky and put in enough work, we might find a few useful things there. 


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