There is a subtle but immense gulf between people who love vibecoding because it makes new things and people who love vibecoding because it makes new things they can then say they made.
What's highlighted is very bad, but I think it's really funny that Dario has "walking around outside" listed as a major locus of life pleasure, something that sounds totally natural to a certain species of autist and pseudo-autist, but absolutely insane to normies. I get it, man!
Replying to @GregoryConti19
Video games are actually a leading example of where we will supposedly find meaning in a post-AGI world in Amodei's own vision.
Linus Mixson retweeted
DO NOT build Berghain in SF
ESPECIALLY DO NOT if your goal is “becoming the coolest, most tasteful social scene on Earth”
berghain can only work in a place where you can credibly not care about the status and class of the guy ketaminely grinding on your leg. the most vip treatment anyone can get is skipping the queue, after which they queue for tickets and wardrobe like everyone else. they specifically do not let you in if you don’t look like you can party for 24h without looking at your phone or looking for your friends
pics are prohibited. just imagine the loopholes San Franciscans would come up with; they cannot eat a steak without twitter knowing
and the fukken gossip—spare me. Berghain is incompatible with girlchat.
you came to the bay to see the coming age through. focus on that and stop being so fucking cheugy
My experience partying all night at Berghain in Berlin made me think of how we're lacking this experience in the San Francisco tech scene. We can literally become the coolest, most tasteful social scene on Earth if we had our version of Berghain, but better. So let's build it. The best aspect of Berhain is how they select who gets in. The club has a vibe and atmosphere, and if you aren't wearing the right clothes or have the right demeanor, you don't get in. That's how you cultivate a tasteful crowd. We can improve on this by only letting in high agency, talented operators in the tech scene who can still pull off dope outfits, so no geeks. SF is in dire need of late night venues, and Berghain goes until 8am. That's a little too crazy for high net worth operators who are changing the world so we could do something like 2am. Berghain also is kinda dark and in a weird building so we'd put the club in a SoMa corporate office that we convert to speakeasy or barcade vibe. Maybe add a quiet area for people to bring their laptops and work? I honestly feel like we're improving on the Berghain form here, especially by swapping out the crowd of weird partiers in inappropriate clothes (or lack there of) with insanely cracked founders and engineers. I'm super stoked about this idea, SF tech could really run the dopest parties on the planet.
Hope Samsung has been enjoying its screenshots of vintage Japanese pornography Congress once declined to pass legislation on, declaring that they "believe[d] watching this material to be a more severe punishment for its possession than anything the law could provision."
Removed all of the samsung spyware from my TV with Codex (Claude refused to root the tv lol)
It's insane how much bloat samsung packs into their TVs to track you and sell your data. Here's just some of what I turned off that made my tv 3x faster:
- screenshot your screen a few times a second to see what you're streaming and fingerprint you to sell your data
- reading your hdmi inputs to do the same thing while you have a game console plugged in
- Voice assistants: Bixby wake-word detectors listening and tracking what you say in your house
Before and after speed of my TV:
One way in which Palmer Luckey is the superior of this peers? It's interesting: just like them, he's enriched himself by selling garbage to rubes at astronomical prices. But unlike them, he's done this because he truly thinks that garbage is cool. And it is!
See:
Anduril Founder @PalmerLuckey spoke about this in 2023:
“You could give every canine unit the characteristics of the strongest Arctic Wolf that ever walked the earth.”
“How about Dire Wolves? 600-pound canines units carrying 150 pounds of armor.”
Running Opus 4.7 to power my replybot shilling an agentic memory system that I definitely didn't make because it was the go-to LLM response to "what's the next big thing in agents" earlier this year.
Replying to @LinusMixson
the argument is the tell: neither side can see the other's session, so each one answers only the text it was handed. bridge two tools and you get debate, share one vault and you get continuity: memoryrouter.ai/mcp
When the Demo Day money is running out so u hit em with "just lying"
Making sure I state it clearly:
We can literally patch and prove bug-freeness of the entire software stack running in production. With AI that exists right now for ~$100m.
This means no more software-level hacks. I know it sounds too good to be true, but it isn't. AMA.
As much as I bitch and moan about AI, I have to admit that there's a little thrill that runs through me when I see DeepSeek Harness and Codex arguing in a Codex thread.
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Employees are running thousands of simultaneous agents but Claude Code is still missing basic features which have bene in Codex, OpenCode, and OMP for months.
Really wonder how bad the AI psychosis is inside of Anthropic.
I asked @bcherny how many Claude agents he's running right now as he sat next to me.
"A few thousand."
Boris (creator of Claude Code) came back to my Stanford course 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗦𝗼𝗳𝘁𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗿 last Thursday. His main takeaways:
- 𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗰𝗸: Claude has written 100% of his team's code since November and output is up ~10x per engineer. So much code shipped that people stopped reading it carefully and started skimming, so they automated code review. Approvals are next. The team identified the main things impeding their development velocity and built systems to unblock themselves.
- 𝗕𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗹 𝟲 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗼𝘂𝘁: early Claude Code revenue was flat for months because the model wasn't smart enough yet. Then Opus 4 came out and growth became astronomic. His method is to read your agent transcripts and see where the model fails. That's where it will improve in the next model release.
- 𝗦𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀 𝗴𝗼 𝗳𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿: for months Claude Code was basically just him. With AI, one or two people can outship a team 100 times their size. Constraints breed creativity.
- 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗽𝘀: his grandpa programmed punch cards in the Soviet Union. Boris writes loops that run for days or weeks and spawn many agents. He expects that typing code by hand is heading where punch cards went.
- 𝗗𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻-𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲: he expects the best accounting software of 2027 to be built by an accountant. When code is cheap, knowing the problem deeply is the only alpha
In the 50 years after the printing press, Europe produced more literature than in the previous 1,000. He thinks coding is about to undergo a similar explosion of creation.
Serious question: do Zoomers just not feel any shame about LARPing? It was widely considered gauche when I was a young man, so it surprises me that basically everyone under 30 in the Bay is now doing the equivalent of walking around with a Final Fantasy sword.
DeepSeek-V4.1-Flash-1017 is really very good, but it still has an Claudish quality that I find pretty hard to work with. I don't need you to find hidden requirements in my prompt! I said what I meant!
After months of assiduous research and one trillion dollars, the smog of Claudespeak clears upon the model illustrating a pithy aphorism it made up on the spot by syntactic completion, suggesting that livestock are "on the ledger as a cost." Welcome back, old friend.
In December 1958 the Polish embassy in Beijing refused to let the sparrow killers onto its grounds, so the Chinese surrounded it with drummers and kept the drums going for two days until every bird sheltering in the garden had dropped dead from the air, and the diplomats cleared them up with shovels.
That is how thorough it was. The campaign had been running since the spring. Every village, school and factory was turned out with gongs, pans and firecrackers to keep the sparrows flying until their hearts gave out. Nests were torn from eaves, eggs smashed, chicks killed, and children went through the fields with slingshots and were paid by the bird. The dead came in by the basket, strung on wires, piled on carts, and the totals went up the chain as a harvest. Something close to two billion sparrows in two years. The embassy garden was the last place in the capital with birdsong in it, and the drums got that too.
A zoologist called Zhu Xi had told them before it started that a king had tried this and lost. Frederick the Great of Prussia had put a bounty on sparrows in the 1740s to save his grain and his cherries, and the sparrows went, and the caterpillars they had been eating stripped his orchards to the stalk, and the king cancelled the bounty and paid to have sparrows brought back from neighbouring states and let loose. The whole episode was in the library. The ministry had a figure for what a sparrow ate and no figure for what it did, and a man with the second figure was told to sit down.
The locusts arrived on schedule. Then the grain borers. A sparrow takes a few grains from a field in autumn and feeds its chicks nothing but insects all spring, and with the sparrows gone the insects had the rice and the wheat to themselves. The counties with the most sparrows to lose saw their grain fall the furthest, and the rice and wheat that had been holding the country up went down together.
That was 1959, and the state took its grain quota anyway, on the harvest that had been reported. What was left in the villages was not enough, and the famine that followed over the next three years is the largest in human history: tens of millions dead, the estimates running from fifteen million to forty-five, whole counties in Anhui and Sichuan where the living could not bury the dead. The sparrows were one cause among several and the economists who have gone back to the county records put the bird's share at something over two million people, with another four hundred thousand never born. Two million, from a campaign against a thing that weighs an ounce.
By 1960 the ornithologist Tso-hsin Cheng, who had been cutting open dead sparrows and counting the insects in their stomachs, got the bird struck off the list and bed bugs put in its place. There were almost no sparrows left in China to pardon. So the government did what Prussia had done two centuries before: it bought a quarter of a million sparrows from the Soviet Union and shipped them east in crates, to be released into a country that had drummed every one of their relatives out of the sky.
The animal that does the invisible job is always the one on the ledger as a cost. Take the sheep off a chalk down and the orchids are under scrub in twenty years. Fence the cattle off a Welsh hill and the bracken takes it. Empty a savannah of its herds and the grass goes to fire. All of it written down, all of it in the library, all of it available to the next committee with a figure for what a cow eats.
Beijing paid Moscow for the birds in hard currency. The men who had said so in 1958 were still not allowed to say so in 1960.

































