“It has become something that is easy, and there’s nothing to regret about it”—vice.com/en/article/gen-z-ar…
My agent had better work on his innocent face for when he’s asked who blocked the toilet in the gender-neutral restroom with partially digested 3D-printed salmon—@damsmithwriter is back: vice.com/en/article/the-inte…
To be fair, if my AI agent does the video job interview with the AI recruiter while I’m not in the room, then I’d say that’s actually getting my new employer ready for what I’m going to be like at work: dissociating at my desk before vanishing off for 40-minute shits on company time.
Un bloguero mostró que las entrevistas laborales en 2026 ya se realizan sin personas. La empresa envió a la videollamada a un reclutador de IA, el bloguero respondió conectando a su agente de IA y salió del encuadre.
Las redes neuronales siguieron discutiendo la vacante durante un rato más sin humanos. Al final, ambas se colgaron y comenzaron a despedirse infinitamente la una de la otra.
Distópico.
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Video from a comedic experiment by blogger Graham Dot Zip, in which he creates a scenario himself with AI agents to demonstrate it, and does not show a real job interview from a company.
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In fact, strap me into an eating chair, stick me under the specialized food-grade nozzles, and print those fake layers of muscle and fiber straight into my mouth, layer by layer, until I contain more slop than my own timeline: vice.com/en/article/the-inte…
I’m sick of going on X and seeing you complaining about 3D-printed salmon. I don’t want to hear that it’s not real meat, that “it contains zero fish at all”—grow up! This looks every bit as appetizing as all those AI-generated food menus. Well, it’s your loss; more for me.
Does the robot security dog have this accent because it’s manned by a human operator or because it was abandoned as a pup, stuck in India, living on the streets, surviving, being a tourist guide, smoking on the fucking roads?
🚨#BREAKING: Absolutely WILD footage has emerged from Atlanta where an apartment complex now uses "robot security dogs" to patrol the area at night.
The robot dogs also seem to speak in Indian accents to the residents.
I've never seen anything like this before... insane!!!
Don’t you think I want to get some kind of adjustment against the government: vice.com/en/article/the-inte…
What Chutney found was no less than the site of some decade-old hipster social-media folklore (and a death chamber for a number of sacrificial chickens): vice.com/en/article/we-live-…
Come here darling, the lions next door are posting again and I’m ready to fight. vice.com/en/article/the-inte…
I wouldn’t expect a 16-year-old boy to appreciate the perils of vibe-mountaineering. If you’ve never been in a relationship, how could you know that a rock formation known as the “Widowmaker” might be dangerous?
It’s a good thing search and rescue were on hand, otherwise somewhere in America an AI anime chatbot waifu would be sleeping alone tonight. vice.com/en/article/the-inte…
Technology sets us apart from the medieval peasantry, who looked fearfully upon uncharted territory and exclaimed: “Here be dragons.” Now that we’ve mapped out the entire world, it’s clear it holds nothing to be afraid of. There are no mythological monsters lying in wait to destroy us. So instead, we’ve built them ourselves, brutal, mechanized killing machines that rain down fiery death from the skies.
But don’t worry about ever being lost again; we’ve got surveillance systems that can find you anywhere, anytime. Thank god the same people are in control of both, or we’d be doomed. vice.com/en/article/the-inte…
I certainly wouldn’t put this past the ever-enterprising Trump administration—and what better way to pledge allegiance than with a star-spangled butt plug? vice.com/en/article/the-inte…
I’m quick to overestimate my own intelligence, but I wasn’t prepared for what would happen when I asked ChatGPT how smart I really am.
I wanted to know what percentile of intelligence I fall into compared to other AI users. I wanted the all-knowing machine to “be honest,” but it was just mean.
I didn’t mind being told that “I wouldn’t put you at, say, the 99.9th percentile based on our conversations.” I can accept that I “don’t consistently exhibit the kind of extreme formal/mathematical abstraction abilities, painstaking logical derivation, or encyclopedic technical knowledge that would lead me to make that claim.”
But when it explained that the fact I was even asking this question meant there was something seriously wrong with my cognitive processes, and that I probably shouldn’t be trusted to use a computer unattended, I began to realize it was lying to me.
I don’t know how it reached that conclusion. I mean, the only thing I use a computer for is writing this column.
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