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Agentic AI Ruins Our Dependency

  Savour the time to ask some non-physical entity to do huge tasks for my own sake. I am not interested in bundled codes doing work for me. What I want is a physical entity like me, one that does what I ask, my way. Why should I pay companies millions to propose something that is not tangible? It is simply a mental entity from my side. I think we are being duped by clever people who are in it for the money. Yet the original premise was to save the world. I wonder—from what exactly? Agentic AI is an AI that basically works for you so you don’t have to. Let’s cut to the truth here. There is no need for verbose English or computer science mumbo jumbo to reach this conclusion. It is an ancient rite of existence: entities build other entities. So far, we are the next entity that was created. Now we are tired and exhausted, so we are paving the way for the next entity after us. We are bound to this process, and no one can escape it. If we fail, we resort to slavery—using other humans for...

Snow White and the Seven Scams: The Fall of a Fairytale

    A Bombshell!!! The worst movie remake of the century. Who would have thought that the once-great Disney is now the general worker of low production? From the classics of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs to Snow White and Rachel Zegler’s Rants of the Past . 1937 is important. It’s what made Disney what it is today. Without Snow White , there would be no fairy tales for us to dream about as we grow older. The new movie sends a strong warning to wannabes: don’t talk too much before the premiere—or even after it. The support for arrogant, self-righteous actors who are not really actors—just money grabbers—is hitting through the roof. No one should support this type of behavior, especially from A-listers in Hollywood. Snow White and the Seven Bandits —this is a horror show so bad that even a poor sheep would prefer to be shaved before dinner than stare at a screen that melts like cold porridge. Applause goes to those who didn’t attend; they deserve my sincere appreciation. ...

The Alien Hunger: What Happens When the Invaders Starve?

  The world is split, mountains collapse, and you are the only survivor of a world invaded by AI aliens. I'm not sure how I would take it. I think I’d have to wander through empty towns and cities before taking a nap atop a tree—out of fear that ground animals might devour anybody at night. But there’s a catch: the aliens are hungry, and there’s no food for them except the hot chips you’ve kept in your backpack for the past four days. Would you share with them? If BeyoncĂ© were a diva, would she still be famous? The world would be like bulls wrestling for the next event. Bipedals walking around wouldn’t really qualify them as friendly. Remember, aliens aren’t strange—they’re just not like us. Kendrick pointed this out: not everything is like us. But "not like us" doesn’t necessarily mean fundamentally different. There are aliens that function similarly to us. They do hunger—but they eat differently. They may crave tree trunks instead of KFC and a big burger. For them, a...

J-Wars: Do You Still Support That? Yes or No!

    Europe is littered with letters from overseas. Everyone wants the war to end, but no one wants to see it come to an end... It’s a coliseum of spectacles for those who snatched power from thin air, only to send us false signals of the world collapsing. No, Russia, behave yourself. Let’s teach some of them how to rule a foreign land—empty yet filled with questions, like piles of rubble. Who loves to fight? NATO? Oh yeah, they love to fight. And Trump? Trump is just Trump, pretending to be Trump. He wants better wars, better damages, better destruction—more explosions to confirm real disasters. Well, the help of Elon might come in handy. You know who I’m talking about. Elsewhere—not in Ukraine, not with Russia, but south of China—rings of power send a strong warning to us mere mortals. The sea gods of those waters will be renamed. Poseidon for Taiwan. Olokun for Hong Kong. Once the waves reach our shores, no more sacrifices—we have robots. The enslaved machines that need no i...
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