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Cake day: April 19th, 2024

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  • That same tired script of “You can’t say AI is useless, I use it as a $productivityApp, so it’s clearly not worth nothing, which invalidates all your claims.” shows up in Zitron’s comment box, it’s like clockwork.

    I dunno man, maybe it’s because the ability to generate templates and spellcheck is a free feature in most IDEs and would be a rounding error of a rounding error when we’re talking about billion dollar investments?






  • Very based:

    With all the damning evidence, the story was ready. Most reporters would now email their subjects for comment, but Woo elevated the story to performance art. He asked Austen for a recorded interview, without revealing its nature. Austen, lulled into a false sense of security by tech press puff pieces, agreed. What followed was the most riveting hour of tech journalism I’ve ever heard.

    The premiere venture capitalists of our time, drawing from near infinity riches during ZIRP, and the most innovative thing they have is student loan debt racket but faster.

    Did YC seriously think because a growth hacker was in charge, you could value a private school like its an overinflated tech company? PG going mask off to endorse slavery (sorry, “trying out a worker”) for a hack like Austen is so many levels of brainworm capitalism, how has Silicon Valley not sunk into the ocean.






  • It must be exciting when you find out your startup is in the only industry that’s in VCs sightlines, and it must be fucking exhausting crafting a pitch for them.

    The VERA story of pet euthanasia reinforces my bias that there is nothing good to be gained at an industry conference, so I’m tempted to believe it’s true. Either it’s truly insane marketing copy crafted to suck up sociopathic VCs attention because these people live in hell, or it’s actually real and they’re happy that they’ve created Uber a killbot for dogs because these people live in hell.

    Even when you luck out and somehow get a chance to win at capitalism by a coincidence of destiny, it still eats your soul.