One of today’s surreal-feeling moments in today’s “Learning by doing with GitHub Copilot” entry was the moment when the LLM volunteered reflections and a retrospective on the merits of our approach and its efforts over the day. I suppose this is probably nothing new to most, but it was for me!
As a chaser for my late night of exploring how I might make myself and all my colleagues redundant, I have a fresh copy of Cory Doctorow’s timely new book waiting beside me, The Reverse Centaur’s Guide to Life After AI.
I’m getting my feet wet with design workflows in Claude Code—but it feels more like jumping onto a very crazy waterslide, destination unknown. Really waking up to the possibilities and realities of the technology, but also increasing alarm at what the second, third, fourth order effects may be.
A government that conceals its identity cannot demand perfect recognition from frightened civilians. ICE mistook Lorenzo Salgado Araujo for another man. He was expected to identify ICE instantly. Only one side was allowed to make an error.
This piece just picks apart the grotesque contradictions of this fascist moment, masquerading as defense of liberty.
Made a spontaneous pilgrimage to Third Moon brewery, almost certainly Ontario’s most metal brewery. How much more black could it be…?
I enjoyed this art car, flourishing in the midst of the Watering Can garden centre in Vineland.
We who live in comfort and security, by the good luck of our birthplace, especially need to speak up for what is right.
The Amazing Digital Circus
My kid has introduced us recently to some of the indie animation series put out by Glitch productions—namely Murder Drones and The Amazing Digital Circus (TADC thereafter)—which have got her absolutely, obsessively, maddeningly captivated. I’m finding them both refreshing in their earnestness to tell a good tale, as well as their quality of craft, but TADC in particular I’m enjoying as a really thoughtful and unfettered meditation on the long, and also astonishingly brief, arc of the late 20th–early 21st century collective psychosis that we’re calling the internet life.
2026 is around the corner, and one of my resolutions to see through is to embrace the Fediverse! I deleted my Twitter account a couple days ago, and I’m doing my final goodbye tour on Facebook now. I don’t know where this road leads, but I suppose it’ll be as good as we make it.
Current personal growth, self-help, psychotherapy, and trying to be a better person in-flight reading list. I’m feeling like just a bit of a cliche of “middle-aged human approaching obligatory New Year’s resolutions”, but I am also feeling a genuine sense of resonance and connection to my present in these pages right now.
