The Year the Internet Died
No one noticed the exact moment it happened.
At first, it was subtle. The tweets still came. The blog posts still dropped. The comments still replied. But if you looked closely, something felt… off.
Everyone was saying something. But no one was
The Year the Internet Died No one noticed the exact moment it happened. At first, it was subtle. The tweets still came. The blog posts still dropped. The comments still replied. But if you looked closely, something felt… off. Everyone was saying something. But no one was
I suspect we humans do better with constraints; the Internet stripped away the constraint of physical distribution, and now AI is removing the constraint of needing to actually produce content. That this is spoiling the Internet is perhaps the best hope for finding our way back to what is real. Let the virtual world be one of customized content for... See more
Ben Thompson • Regretful Accelerationism

Google is trying to kill the 10 blue links. Twitter is being abandoned to bots and blue ticks. There’s the junkification of Amazon and the enshittification of TikTok. Layoffs are gutting online media. A job posting looking for an “AI editor” expects “output of 200 to 250 articles per week.” ChatGPT is being used to generate whole spam sites. Etsy i... See more
James Vincent • AI Is Killing the Old Web, and the New Web Struggles to Be Born
If a simplistic description of AI is computers learning to be more human, then the persistence of Hawk Tuah for six months and counting is the inverse: Humans learning how it feels to be a computer—forced to remember, unable to move on, endlessly consuming and regurgitating our past output in slightly different formats—a video here, a podcast there... See more
Drew Austin • The Meme Fossil Record

AI can generate a thousand articles while I drink my morning coffee. But it can't tell me which ones matter. It can't feel the resonance of a perfect sentence or know why a particular image stops me in my tracks.
That's what I do now. I collect resonance. Not information - we're drowning in that - but the stuff that makes my soul hum at a different
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