Xbox has adopted and abandoned AI in the amount of time I stopped playing, stopped paying for Live, and will maybe start again. (eta: if I don’t find something else that has 3D VR).

Weird, that.

Again, I meant for profit companies, like Nintendo.

Volunteer led orgs are different. Particularly those run by socialists.

e: most volunteer/socialist orgs don’t have ‘customers’.

I wasn’t justifying it. Perhaps that came across the wrong way.

They’re selling shit they never asked their users for and that’s bullshit, and should be illegal. Especially with children’s data.

My point was they’re doing it.

I’ve been in software design and development for decades. Sorry, but you are wrong.

The reason these companies are so profitable is because they sell your data.

Whales are fine, but that’s not their only revenue stream. People freely give up their data to them and that’s stupidly valuable. If you think these companies aren’t selling it, you’re very naive.

And to be clear, you’re saying this in response to an article pointing out they’ve been selling your data.

Yeah, I didn’t think I needed to make clear I meant with for profit companies like Nintendo.

Yeah, but many players don’t pay, especially the huge player bases of children. They can subsidise that by selling your data.

Nothing is free. All free services are using your data somehow.

If you’re not the customer, you’re the product.

In this case, it was mostly children’s data.

Oh, if it matters, I also run Memory Clean 2 to monitor RAM usage and do Extreme Clean from time to time.

I forgot about this because it’s basically muscle memory at this point, but maybe this is making a difference?

As of right now with just Sibelius, Scrivener, and about 40 browser tabs (no Adobe), I have 2.01 GB free.

e: I downvoted my original comment since it’s now occurred to me that this app may be why my machine isn’t struggling.

Yeah, I’m not sure about Tahoe since my machine is too old so it won’t let me upgrade, but at least Sequoia has been fine with 8GB.

Sequoia.

That’s not true at all.

I constantly have Illustrator, Photoshop, Sibelius, Scrivener, and about 100 browser tabs open on my 10 year old MacBook with 8gb of RAM without issue.

Oh, then the dipshit is definitely going to try it.

Yeah, IIRC when a bunch of large corporations got away with doing this in the 1980s and 90s, a lot of us just assumed it would keep happening. Some people have tried raising the alarm about this, but have been shouted down pretty consistently.

Fascists, Musk fanbois. That Venn diagram is nearly a circle.

That fact wasn’t so fun, but thx.

His obsession with X should doom him. XXX (such a weird porno obsessed idiot), X-ing himself, he’s X-valid. X him out.

Ex-relevant.

And it can all come crashing down if confidence plummets. So let’s make it plummet.

e: you may feel powerless, but you’re not. These people only have the power we give them.

I’m getting old, and this is the main lesson I’ve learned in my life.

Good. Fuck this paedophile and his weird rapey, money hoarding cult.

Uh yeah, that’s why Elon bought it.

Some of the problem back then were the direction givers. Lots of people couldn’t read a map and assumed you couldn’t, either, so you’d get:

‘Drive south out of town for about 15 minutes until you come to where the old church used to be, then turn left at the second dirt road (not the gravel one). Keep going past where the general store used to be on your right, and look for the spot where Becky usually plants yellow flowers. The flowers won’t be in bloom yet, but keep going until you see a field with a goat. Not the friendly brown goat, but the angry grey goat that looks at you funny. Turn left and look for the yard with 8 white geese. We’re not that one – we’re the house with 6 geese and 2 ducks. If you pass the big rock with a dick drawn on it, you’ve gone too far.’

‘Dude, I can read a map. Just give me your address…’

‘No, this is easier. So, before your turn-off, there’s a fruit stand with an old guy playing guitar, but only on Saturdays. If it’s Sunday, he’ll be in church, and there might be a cow there instead…’

‘Please, I’m begging you, what’s your address?’