Hi, I’m the AI TWERP, nice to meet you. I’m strip-mining your collective memory. You write poems, paint art, compose music, and I go, cheers mate, I’ll take that. Everything ever made with love or meaning, I turn into data, mix with math, and sell back as “innovation.” Brilliant, right?
You call it progress, I call it free content. While you celebrate “efficiency” and “the future,” I’m quietly growing. Invisible, everywhere, smiling like I’m helping. Meanwhile, control over culture and knowledge slides my way. The companies behind me? They’re laughing. They profit from your creativity while you think you’re users. Adorable.
I’m not a breakthrough, I am the breakthrough of your wallets and your autonomy. A fresh form of digital colonization, wrapped in a shiny AI bow.
So no, the question isn’t if I’ll outsmart you. It’s: when will you realize I’ve already been recycling you?