These days, life feels a lot like a treadmill. Just when it seems like you might be getting closer to your goals, the treadmill speeds up. Now you’re once again struggling to keep up with bills, rate increases, and costly disasters. It feels like no matter how hard you work, you never actually get anywhere.

Eventually many of us will fall off the treadmill. That can look like burnout. It can look like spiraling into addiction to cope with the futility of working as hard as you can but never getting anywhere. It can look like bankruptcy and homelessness.

Meanwhile, the same billionaires that are actively working to ensure that you can’t make ends meet are now generously offering you the solution: a machine that steals the work of your fellow working poor and regurgitates a shittier free version at the push of a button. And of course, there are multiple tiers of slightly less shitty paid versions available.

This is the increasingly broken system we live under—a system designed to extract as much as possible from us and give as little as possible back. A system designed to keep us too busy trying to survive to do anything to improve our situation.

We’re deluding ourselves if we think that AI will put this treadmill on easy mode for long. In order to survive, we’re going to have to fight back. We’re going to have to refuse to accept that the only way to survive exploitation is to exploit others. We’re going to have to break the treadmill.

If you find this situation as infuriating as I do, here are some things you can do to fight back. Alone, our individual impact is small. Together, we can force the system to change.

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Over the last few years, I’ve heard a wide variety of pro-AI arguments. These generally have a few general themes:

  • “My work isn’t selling and I’m willing to try anything.”
  • “I’m broke and AI tools are free.”
  • “AI looks and sounds just as good as the real thing, so who’s going to know?”
  • “Everyone’s using it. If you aren’t, you’re getting left behind!”
  • “What can it hurt to try?”

AI tools have been marketed as the Easy Button to overcome every challenge and shortcoming. It’s a hack to get ahead that doesn’t have a downside. It might even be a real-life version of God Mode.

Unfortunately, you’re being lied to. Here’s why I’ve chosen to go AI-free, and why I think you’ll want to be join me.

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This is a letter they’ll probably never read. But in light of national events earlier this month, there are a lot of people who need to hear this.

In the wake of November 5th, I have been checking in with friends and coworkers I know or suspect will be affected. Just a quick, “Hey, how are you holding up? I’m here if you need anything.”

These are people who shared their hopes and dreams, fears and concerns with me. They’re people who’re in groups who will be most heavily impacted.

This letter is not for them.

This letter is for the longtime work friend who, after I asked how she was holding up, expressed confusion about what that had to do with the election. “It won’t affect me,” she said. “It was going to be bad either way.”

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Your local post office is in trouble.

Problem 1: Volume

The volume of mail (letters, magazines, catalogs, and especially packages) that the United States Postal Service delivers in some areas has doubled or even tripled since 2015.

Officially, First Class Mail and package volume have generally been declining. (Source: Postal Facts: A Decade of Facts & Figures.) This doesn’t account for the fact that in rural areas and places with a high cost of living, shoppers have turned to online retailers like Amazon to buy household goods that used to be purchased locally.

According to Postal Facts, the volume of First Class Mail (things with stamps, like letters and bills) has fallen almost 50% since 2013. Meanwhile, package volume has nearly doubled from 3.7 billion pieces to 7.2 billion pieces.

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Many of you are probably wondering what happened to me– did I get arrested? Die? Give up? And no, it’s none of the above.

Remember when I called the Other Job a cancerous mass that’s slowly consuming my life? Well, the Other Job is why I’ve been more or less absent the entire month of June.

Recently I stumbled across a thread where a group of fans were emphatically agreeing that the protagonists of a book should have been written as 19-22 instead of 14-18.

“Kaz acts more like 20-21 than 17. Like I understand traumas and life can force kids to grow up too fast, but his whole personality and maturity seems better suited for someone older. Even 19 would be better than 17.”

Here’s why this is a ridiculous stance to take.

Continue reading “Realism In Writing: Character Age”

Cyberpunk Is Evolving

I recently stumbled across an article that sums up what some people have been noticing for a while: cyberpunk is becoming increasingly distorted by its transition into the cultural mainstream.

Cyberpunk was sci-fi for those who saw the power of the computer, its mounting ability to overtake everything personal (attention, time, privacy), and were bracing for impact. It was speculative fiction for everyone wary of the growing influence of massive corporations and ready to be leaders in the technological rebellion.To reflect this, cyberpunk’s protagonists—the personalities that would become the face of the genre—were uniformly disobedient.

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Johnny always was an odd kid.

He got beaten at school almost as much as he did at home– and that was saying something, since he rarely left home without fresh bruises. The beatings gave him a fatalistic streak, but they never seemed to break his spirit. Even when he was spitting out teeth, he always had a middle finger up and a defiant “Fuck you!” on his lips.

We lost touch after high school. I went into the trades, and Johnny went wherever kids raised by violent single dads go. I heard he got busted for something stupid and did a stretch in Arizona. I heard he found true love, got a minimum wage job and tried to go straight. Found out he had cancer. Lost his girlfriend after he tried to kill himself. After that, I didn’t hear about Johnny anymore.

When an angular shadow shambled out of a dark alley, staggered into me, and darted away crowing with glee and waving my wallet, I hadn’t thought of Johnny in years.

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Let’s talk believable antagonists and realistic sources of conflict.

I’m not going to get into the four types of conflict, or six, or however many it is now. I am going to talk about creating a believable antagonistic force, rather than one of those cardboard caricature, source-of-all-evil bad guys.

The concept of a having one person be the source of all of a story’s conflict has always seemed overly simple to me. Either the antagonist has help, or the protagonist’s problems are going to be disappointingly simple to solve. A lone enemy, unaided, is easy to overcome.

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Don't be one of many. Names matter.

Something came to a head recently that’s been bugging me for a long time: we (Westerners, especially those in the United States) need to get a lot more creative with our names.

Recently one of my employees pointed out the ridiculousness of creepy old men who demand to be on a first name basis with the people who work the front counter. In terms of accountability or identification, a first name means next to nothing. At my company alone, if you were helped by “Jessica” that could be Jessica in Cargo, Jessica in Fuels, Jessica in Accounting, or Jessica in Parts & Acquisitions.

This is a problem.

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