do you ever think about dead versions of yourself that are fossilized in someone else's mind

i see that this one kind of fucked everyone up

Manifesting for some intrepid web developer to build a plug-in in 2026 that disables and turns off all AI. Images, “assistants,” summaries, everything, all of it on every site and every app. Let me use my own brain. Let me wander the vast expanse of the desert unmolested by Satan.

all i want for 2026 is that gigantic rancid AI bubble to finally burst in such a catastrophic way that the consequences will be so good and i'll never have to see another AI generated image ever again

Interaction witnessed at post office today:

Elderly lady mail clerk and young customer are chatting. Customer says, "oh! I'm wearing my boss's coat right now, give me something weird to put in the pocket!" Others within earshot all start looking for something because, hey, important quest. Mail clerk finally reaches under counter, pulls out a large roll of labels, and tears one off.

Twas this

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