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"Perhaps I’m being naive. Perhaps I’ve got my head so far into the sand I’m about to meet the cast of Dune. But my many nightmares about the future just don’t currently include being bankrupted by an artificial knock-off of myself." Some thoughts on AI.

dude this party is such an echo chamber. it's just friends hanging out and chilling and having a good time. you need to invite some people over who want to kill you with hammers

When I was working at HMT, during one fiscal event, someone senior came on the building intercom to ask us to stop watching the statement on our computers, to free up some bandwidth so they could upload the documents. Maybe they still haven’t upgraded to fiber?

BEAM PARK RAILWAY STATION KLAXON it's about time

I feel like the BBC's kneejerk impulse to give Amol Rajan very job it has going could also be, from some perspectives, lazy

COOL. BIRD. SUMMER

Difficult day. Be clear why soon enough. Didn't want to go to a party this evening but made myself and so glad I did, proper life affirming time with some people I am very grateful to call friends.

Today, the Government launches plans to fast-track driverless vehicle trials in the UK. One of the companies involved says London presents a big challenge: “It has seven times more jaywalkers than San Francisco.” Except… it doesn't. 🧵

Are you entirely relaxed about the spread of conspiracy theory, and America's strange relationship with its own power? Will you be nowhere near from Oxford on Friday? If so, do NOT come and see this. (Or, I mean, you could. You'd still be very welcome.) bit.ly/43HGyxT

Yes. Exactly like that.

My daughter told my wife she was going to cut up some strawberries for her. Meet The Strawbster:

I miss what Twitter was. Too much of my adult life - work, friends, partners - has been bound up in it not to. But that Twitter doesn't exist any more. *Twitter* doesn't exist any more, and X is a hellhole and even if I could put up with that it'd suck because most people I want to talk to are here.

evening, all

Hampstead Heath has its own culture, and people should respect it.