OpenAI Be Like

Valve really said "sure, flood our platform with AI slop" and then immediately added a scarlet letter system so everyone knows exactly what they're downloading. It's like opening a landfill and then handing out hazmat suits at the entrance. The crowd goes from cheering to celebrating even harder because now they can avoid the AI garbage with surgical precision. Honestly, it's a genius move—let the AI bros cook their procedurally generated asset flips while giving actual humans the ability to filter them out like spam emails. The free market, but with warning labels.

The corporate tech joy ride that ends in a ditch. First, management gets ChatGPT Enterprise and everyone's excited. Then they add Windsurf and the party continues. Soon developers are "vibe coding" instead of writing proper tests. Finally, the AI is reviewing pull requests, and that's when your phone rings at 3 AM because production is on fire. Nothing says "career advancement" like explaining to the CTO why an AI approved code that deleted the customer database because it had "good vibes."

Nothing says "modern developer" quite like pasting ChatGPT responses into production and calling yourself "full-stack." The sad Pepe frog knows the truth – your stack is just HTML you barely understand, vibes you're desperately faking, and bugs you can't fix without asking AI for help again. The tears aren't from debugging; they're from the realization that your entire career is held together by prompts and prayers.

Ah, the evolution of our noble profession! Remember when developers were depicted as muscular gods who could write flawless code without Stack Overflow, build entire games in Assembly, send rockets to the moon, and fix memory leaks by manually adjusting pointers? Fast forward to today's reality: frantically Googling basic CSS centering (still an unsolved mystery of computer science), begging ChatGPT to fix our syntax errors, getting trapped in Vim like it's some kind of developer hazing ritual, and the classic "fix one bug, spawn three more" hydra effect. The greatest irony? Those "superhuman" developers from the past would probably spend three hours debugging their Assembly code only to realize they forgot a semicolon. We've just outsourced our impostor syndrome to AI assistants.

Ah yes, the classic "SQL" - Select Query Language interface for AI art generation. Just like SQL lets you select data from databases with minimal effort, these AI generators let you "select" artistic styles with equally minimal creativity. Behold the artistic process reduced to dropdown menus! Why spend years mastering painting techniques when you can just "SELECT (626)" from photographers? It's the perfect intersection of database queries and creative expression - both equally soulless when automated. The irony of unsubscribing from an art account to generate the same art yourself isn't lost on me. It's like firing your plumber after they show you where the wrench is.

OH. MY. GOD. The absolute AUDACITY of these AI startups strangling the life out of decent customer support! 😱 Every website that once had actual humans helping you now has these pathetic chatbots that understand your problem about as well as a goldfish understands calculus. "Have you tried refreshing the page?" NO JANET, MY ENTIRE FINANCIAL FUTURE IS HANGING BY A THREAD AND YOUR SUGGESTION IS TO REFRESH?! And that "Now Kith" at the bottom? *chef's kiss* Perfect representation of tech bros forcing this unholy marriage between websites and chatbots that nobody asked for. The digital equivalent of watching someone suffocate a perfectly good pizza with pineapple. MAKE IT STOP!