Notes in 2026

  • “AI”, or Zoltar v 2.0. Oh, except it uses a ridiculous amount of energy and water to produce wastement (waste entertainment).

  • POEM BY JUDE

    Log chop someone walking along. Sun with a baby in a pram. Old building and a lady and also a pond and a frog and a duck. A car and a house and delicious food. Some letters. And a wolf. A burger, tasty. A bunny and a Batman and a Spider-Man and Venom. Run! Clock

  • Oh, I get it now, we’re in the vibe consumerism timeline.

  • Elon “Smells like farts” Musk really is just a sad little edgelord who thinks his little word-slot-machine (Grok) is edgy. So sad, much receding hairline.

  • Don’t let them steal your creativity, your potential, your imagination, your expression. Fuck AI.

  • It seems to me, Sam Altman is absolutely awful at budgeting. Jesus mate, you don’t have a viable business full stop.

  • I lived in a moldy house for years, it didn’t make me hate trans people so maybe you, JK, are the problem?

  • Sometimes I wonder about how long my recovery from overgiving will take?

  • May I propose we bring back Charivari and make Elon Musk be the first to “ride the ’stang”.

  • Boys and men have different gender roles, and few adults identify as boys anymore. From this standpoint, every adult has a different gender than the one they had at birth. Some random cis man (not me but well done mate)

  • Real art holds a mirror to society and asks, “what the fuck is wrong with Elon Musk?” Generative art (GenArt) does not do this.

  • You have to find a way to enjoy the discomfort, otherwise, the best thing for you, is to just give up. This is about art.

  • Feeding the Worms by Danusha Laméris

    Ever since I found out that earth worms have taste buds all over the delicate pink strings of their bodies, I pause dropping apple peels into the compost bin, imagine the dark, writhing ecstasy, the sweetness of apples permeating their pores. I offer beets and parsley, avocado, and melon, the feathery tops of carrots.

    I’d always thought theirs a menial life, eyeless and hidden, almost vulgar—though now, it seems, they bear a pleasure so sublime, so decadent, I want to contribute however I can, forgetting, a moment, my place on the menu.

  • We already have a planet to hold to us, whose repair is far more possible than its recreation. Sarah Davis Baker, Bunkers, Vaults & Biospheres

  • Hmm, okay so now have to invent a whole new genre of bullshit jobs for the “economy”. Do we though? Do we have to? Says who? Do people want something which gives them purpose? Sure, why not. But a bullshit job, probably not.

  • Bias automation is in full swing today. Fuck your AI.

  • The question for you is, are you okay with being absolutely shit at something? Are you okay never even getting mediocre at it? “No” to both, okay, well then AI is for you.

  • How about you deliver some real world results first and then maybe I’ll stop calling your sloppy AI slop.