I don't really like that the coincidence of Christmas and New Years Day falling on the same weekday is really affecting my posting schedule this week. It feels targeted against me in a way I haven't felt, cosmically, since... since...
Oh man, that was a pretty standard structured setup for a good metaphor involving old popular culture references, for the amusement of all. Dang, these knotty writing problems used to be my bread and butter, but now as we enter 2026, the Era of Inevitable AI, an era defined (according to commercials featuring what I assume are the best and most compelling use-cases of a what we pretend is going to be a trillions-of-dollars industry) by a tool that sometimes will mildly help you do things that aren't that hard anyway and we're all used to doing better ourselves, as long as we don't mind the ways in which it sometimes/often gets things catastrophically wrong.
I've been pretty vocally against the creep of a human-created tool coming for human expression and the jobs relate to expressing it, but I think with all the very clear indicators that it's going to be the new normal with no perceived downsides or hiccups, I should be more open to getting on board.
Not quite to the degree that involves actually paying any of these vampires any of my currency,* but just, for now, you know, philosophically.
It's not a resolution as such, but I guess you can look forward to this space being filled with lorem ipsum to a much higher degree than normal as I happily and gratefully lay my neck on the grubby chopping block of progress.
Or to put it another way, to embrace, with both arms, the future, as long as we understand the AI future as a tidal wave. Everyone understands the best way to survive a tidal wave and experience all its (beneficial? probably?) effects is to try to hug it.
Happy new year, everybody.
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*excellent non-AI metaphor, everyone knows vampires crave nothing more than monetary wealth
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