Glorious Ineptitude: The Infrastructure Edition

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This past Tuesday, I had my teeth cleaned, and after the hygienist worked her magic, my dentist came in to review the status of my teeth. And all were good, save one—a molar on the lower right side of my mouth. It had an old metal filling and a hairline crack. My dentist then informed me that while this molar was structurally compromised, there was no reason to panic. It may last another six months. Or it may last another two years. He just wanted me to be aware that this tooth was on borrowed time and I should prepare accordingly.

Good. That’s exactly what we want from our most critical professionals—anticipate problems and give us ample time to take preemptive action or marshal the savings needed to address them should they materialize.

Now let’s turn to the Francis Scott Key Bridge collapse. Check out the following YouTube video:

Gee, it would be nice if our politicians were as conscientious and forward-looking as my freakin’ dentist. This way, instead of spending hundreds of billions of dollars on Ukraine and the “migrants,” we’d be using a portion of those tax dollars to build dolphins around the most important structural pillars of our most important suspension bridges.

But alas, we don’t have conscientious and forward-looking politicians. We have the most wretched politicians in the history of mankind. The only things they know how to do well are 1) enrich the crony capitalists and socialists who fund their campaigns and 2) pacify the great unwashed with tribal bullshit. Welcome to the era of glorious ineptitude. The American empire is collapsing before our eyes, but no one gives a flying fuck. The crony capitalists and socialists continue to happily feast on whatever wealth our dying empire manages to produce. And the great unwashed continue to happily celebrate the first lesbian four-star general, the first all-black flight crew, and the first trans-woman to win a beauty pageant.

Now a question. Who will future historians judge more harshly when they write about the only empire in the history of the world to commit suicide? The wretched politicians who made the Kool-Aid that killed the greatest experiment in liberty and self-governance ever conceived? The crony capitalists and socialists who aided and abetted the wretched politicians? Or the great unwashed who willingly drank the foul Kool-Aid?

Adventures in AI

To end this post on a less depressing note, I decided to share some of my recent Midjourney experiments. Here, for example, is the Abbey Road album cover done in Sesame Street style.

Here’s Abraham Lincoln done in Sesame Street style.

Here’s Abraham Lincoln done in fluro-zombiecore style.

Here’s Abraham Lincoln done in giant-robot style.

Here’s Mr. Groovy done in fluro-zombiecore sytle.

And, finally, here’s Mr. Groovy done in giant-robot sytle.

With ChatGPT, Midjourney, and Sora, it’s a brave new world. Forget learning how to code. Learn how to prompt.

Final Thoughts

Okay, groovy freedomist, that’s all I got. Let me know what you think of this post when you get a chance. Peace.