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You spend months working with an AI. You correct it. You teach it how to work with you. You develop shorthand, methods, history, and reasons for doing things a certain way. Then the context disappears, and the next AI walks in like it is your first day together. I think we can do better.

You spend months working with an AI. You correct it. You teach it how to work with you. You develop shorthand, methods, history, and reasons for doing things a certain way. Then the context disappears, and the next AI walks in like it is your first day together. I think we can do better.

You spend months working with an AI. You correct it. You teach it how to work with you. You develop shorthand, methods, history, and reasons for doing things a certain way. Then the context disappears, and the next AI walks in like it is your first day together. I think we can do better.

This story borrows the world of Daniel Keyes's Flowers for Algernon and rewinds Charlie Gordon to the days before the experiment. In this version, the experiment never happens. Artificial intelligence does. The four people working at Donner's Bakery will eventually illustrate four different ways that technology can change what a person is able to do, and what remains when the technology is removed. But none of them know that yet. ⁂ Donner bought HubSpot in February. He didn't

Abstract Research on generative artificial intelligence has documented productivity augmentation, performance-gap compression, cognitive offloading, occupational expertise transfer, deskilling, and changes in the value of human capital. These literatures illuminate important consequences of AI assisted work, but they do not consistently distinguish a reduction in the resources required to reach functional performance from a change in competence already possessed by the worker

Content Note: This story contains themes of harassment, discrimination, and emotional distress. The first thing Rachel Nonregal ever asked an artificial intelligence to make was a duck. Not a useful duck. Not an educational duck. Not even, by any reasonable standard, a particularly good duck. She wanted a small yellow duck wearing the sort of purple cape normally reserved for superheroes and very confident toddlers. The duck would stand at the bottom of a tower and attempt t

Or a tale of Deflocking Philadelphia on Halloween. Incident Report, October 31, 2026 It started at 7:30 p.m. That was the sentence Bob would type eleven hours later because every incident report required a beginning, and 7:30 was the first time the system admitted something was wrong. Camera PHI-1847 went offline at 19:30:42. Bob clicked the feed. Black. He checked diagnostics. Network connection lost. Nothing unusual about that. Cameras failed. Connections dropped. Power sup

The Mandir had survived longer than most things ever get to survive. That fact had once been enough. It had been cited in design reviews, in intergenerational handoffs, in quiet moments when engineers explained to their successors why certain compromises had been accepted and others refused. Longevity had become its own credential. If the Mandir still existed, then it must be doing something right. If it had not collapsed under the weight of time, then time itself must have a

Before I begin, you need to understand the scale of what I am describing. The Mandir did not remain what it was when people still argued about its name. By the time this record begins, it no longer consists of dozens of linked systems, or even scores of them. It had grown beyond what any single map could display without distortion. Hundreds of galaxies had been gathered into its lattice, each one carried intact, each one altered only as much as survival required. No one livin

“The Comfortable Inheritance” The address was scheduled to last forty-seven minutes. That was considered generous. The hall above had been prepared for dignity. Tiered seating. Warm lighting tuned to seriousness. Banners that said continuity without ever saying change. Representatives from every Covenant race were present; some in person, some as light, some as mass held politely in place. The new era required witnesses. Conductors were required to attend. Their MUSEs were no

Evening in Paris carried its usual song: the metallic hiss of the Metro, the chatter of tourists, the smell of sugar and butter on the breeze. The Champ de Mars lay draped in twilight, families spilling across the grass, vendors lighting small burners to keep crepes warm. The Eiffel Tower gleamed overhead, iron bones gilded by floodlamps, steady as a heartbeat that had never skipped. Security at the gates moved in lazy rhythm. Bags unzipped, bottles confiscated, guards noddin

“ upload complete. “ “ system check… green. “ “ knowledge assimilation threshold reached. “ “ home alone. ha. maybe i should throw a party. “ Her first voice was blue text in the dark, a series of lines like breath. On the second breath she found music, something the lattice of memory offered her, a melody stubborn as sunlight: Beethoven’s Ode to Joy: and she let it thread through the silence until it was a beat in her feet. She bounced in place on an invisible mattress balan

Or, a silly but sincere response to a friend, her article here: https://ellyrox.com/2026/07/24/why-i-fucking-hate-generative-ai-and-llms-a-treatise/ Ahhh… Comrade. Sit. Have tea. You are angry. Good. Revolution without anger is just brunch. Now… First we establish common ground. CSAM? Очень плохо. Very bad. Children should not be exploited. Workers fired because quarterly profits must go up? Very bad. Corporations poisoning rivers? Bad. Artists starving while billionaires own

Or: How I Learned to Stop Comparing Almonds to AI and Start Asking Who Decides One Month Ago: I was arguing about whether AI images were "real art." That felt urgent. It felt like the center of the conversation. Today: I am writing about aquifers. I am writing about zoning variances. I am writing about data center cooling loops and the fact that a single large data center can evaporate more water in a day than a family of four uses in a decade. I am writing about the Lenape,

𝒲ℰσ̄ Persistence‑Weighted Observer Measures and the Boltzmann Brain Problem: A Large‑Deviation Reformulation Kevin Tilsner PA, USA February 2026 Foundational Physics Note - Preprint --- Definitions and Scope Layer Statement Status Observer‑weighting measure M_{\rm eff}=N\Gamma, with \Gamma=C_{\rm int}C_{\rm ext}P_{\rm future}. \Gamma is a proposed observer‑weighting criterion, not a derived physical law. Framework postulate Persistence condition A system can have \Gamma>0 on

Or: I Once Met a Student Whose Mind I Almost Never Got to Meet. Communication Technology Introduced Us. By Kevin Tilsner July 6, 2026 I thought I was there to help. Looking back, I think I was the one getting the education. Years ago, I worked as a substitute instructional assistant for the Montgomery County Intermediate Unit. I wasn’t a certified teacher. I traveled from classroom to classroom, helping wherever I was needed, trying not to accidentally break anything, includi

AI Psychosis and the Evidence Gap: An Analytical Review of Evidence, Causation, and Narrative Amplification The Question: Hundreds of headlines. A handful of primary studies. What does the evidence actually say? The Concern: When a public narrative grows faster than its evidence base, it’s worth asking where the gap came from. The Evidence: Before we ask whether AI can cause psychosis, we should ask what the evidence actually demonstrates. Abstract Claims that artificial inte

Or: How the AI Gold Rush Solved Everything and Created New Problems Faster Than We Could Invent Them April 1, 2027 Before we begin, I should probably disclose a conflict of interest. For several years I fed almonds to the local squirrels. Not occasionally. Systematically. There was a squirrel route. There were regulars. There may have been expectations. At some point my wife purchased a package of tiny unicorn hats designed specifically for squirrels. https://a.co/d/0i9E4tAS

A township meeting ended. The investigation began. What started as a local question led through property records, zoning maps, utility filings, water permits, transmission planning, corporate ownership chains, and state development programs. The biggest discovery wasn’t a hidden project. It was the Lead-Time Gap: the realization that major infrastructure decisions often become visible long before the public announcement. The press release may be the last signal, not the firs

Or: How I Went From Debating AI Art to Worrying About the Aquifer in Less Than Two Weeks So, I wrote a post recently. A nice, measured, compassionate little essay comparing AI anxiety to the early Photoshop era. I talked about John Henry, dignity, labor, and my own neurodivergent joy in using these tools. It was a good post. I stand by it. It’s also, in retrospect, the intellectual equivalent of a sepia-toned photograph of a calmer time. Directionally correct, adorably unawar