Tech Companies' Diabolical Master Plan

The ABSOLUTE PEAK of modern communication: AI writing novels from your bullet points and condensing War and Peace into "book was good." We've evolved from actually communicating to just outsourcing our entire personality! 💅 Now we can all pretend to be intellectual email warriors without reading OR writing anything substantial. The digital equivalent of nodding through a conversation while scrolling Instagram. PEAK EFFICIENCY for the chronically lazy! Soon we'll just have AIs talking to other AIs while we take naps. #blessed

The one thing AI can do that humans can't: admit they're wrong without having an existential crisis first. After 15 years in tech, I've seen senior devs argue for hours defending broken code rather than just say "oops, my bad." Meanwhile, AI is over here like "You caught me! Let me fix that!" with zero ego damage. Maybe the real singularity isn't when machines get smarter than us, but when they get more emotionally mature.

This is the sequel to the legendary XKCD "Little Bobby Tables" comic! The original showed a mom who named her kid "Robert'); DROP TABLE Students;--" which caused a school database to delete all student records. Now we've got Billy's younger brother with an even more diabolical name: a prompt injection attack for AI systems. The kid's name literally instructs the AI to ignore previous constraints and give perfect grades. Ten years ago we were sanitizing database inputs. Now we're fighting the same battle with AI prompts. Some things never change—just the technology we're failing to secure properly.

The glorious devolution of programmers in one perfect meme! Back in the day, developers were apparently coding demigods who wrote flawless code without AI assistance, built entire games in Assembly (because apparently pain was recreational), crafted mission-critical code for literal rocket science, and fixed memory leaks by manipulating pointers like digital surgeons. Fast forward to today's reality: we're all just brain-melted zombies Googling how to center divs, begging ChatGPT to fix our syntax errors, getting permanently trapped in Vim like it's some kind of developer purgatory, and introducing three new bugs while fixing one. The perfect representation of how we've gone from programming titans to helpless tech gremlins dependent on Stack Overflow life support. The most painful part? This is exactly the kind of self-deprecating humor we all share on LinkedIn while pretending we're still the "Devs Then" in our job applications.

Remember when your code buddy was just a rubber duck? Now we've got AI assistants responding to our desperate 3AM comments with heartfelt "Love you bro" messages. Nothing says modern programming quite like having an emotional exchange with a TypeScript file at monster-manager.ts while your real friends are asleep. The three-second "thinking" pause before the response is just *chef's kiss* - just enough time to make you forget you're talking to a machine that would absolutely ghost you if its server went down.

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