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There is a viral video of Milwaukee Brewer pitcher, Jacob Misiorowski, throwing a 104 mph fastball to knock an apple off a teammates head, who is sitting on a chair at home plate, arms crossed, back to pitcher. Yes, it's edited, but will everyone tell? What if 5% can't? How many hundreds of kids will try this stunt? Reminds of me of William S. Burroughs thinking he could drunkly shoot a beer bottle off his wife's head and missing. I guess the allure of virality can poison anyone.

Here's an AI video of Jeffery Epstein moving through the different social circles of society and taking selfies with each. There's something about the video being fake, but true. It doesn't have to be real to articulate and expand an emotion. The video has 4 million likes; every knows its fake, but it doesn't matter, because it's a piece of media that articulates the creepiness, almost like a fast-forward vignette of his career. Consider the resources needed to make an Epstein documentary, vs. a video like this. And we're probably not far off from full-on documentaries.

It’s uncanny to watch a Russian robot limp and wobble onto stage, wave, and then collapse face-first, before two guys rush to lift him, and another two follow to cover the fallen metalman with a black trap, as if it’s possible that we the audience have somehow not processed the last 10 seconds, and damage control is still possible. 

Not much later, I saw an Iranian robot with a photorealistic face; stiff cheeks, but convincing skin. This is what happens when ColdTurkey is off, I get exposed to “the horrors beyond my comprehension.” It will be interesting to see how culture responds to this coming wave of technology, which is not just existentially threatening (ie: labor automation), but biologically repulsive (ie: look at this not-face). [EDIT: I think this was AI]

On X there is a photo there is about Molly, a reporter, talking to Alex Karp, CEO of Palantir. The comments are debating if either of their outfits are appropriate, before someone says, “Grok, interpret this,” and now there’s a video of them embracing and making out. More videos show up in the comments: them playing Twister, them dancing, them Kung Fu fighting, Molly turning into a rocket and busting through the ceiling. There’s one of Alex Karp wielding a rare Japanese sword; that one was real though. There aren’t watermarks, so you can’t tell. We are basically already in the age where anything can be remixed with AI without effort.

If you give an infinite amount of monkeys a typewriter, with an infinite amount of time (obviously theoretical because neither a being or time can be infinite) not only will one of them produce Shakespeare, but the entire Western Canon would be re-derived from scratch in every moment of reality. This captures the difference between astronomic values and infinite values. In astronomic values, given an absurd amount of time, one monkey will eventually do the the impossible and write Shakespeare. But with infinite values, monkeys are inventing Shakespeare as the grammar of space-time. The astronomical shows that the impossible could happen once, but the infinite shows that the impossible could become the fabric of a reality.

And Sora is, like the 2005 Facebook feed, just the start of something new, but something that might actually be as nauseating as the infinite. If you have agents that can reproduce endlessly (potentially infinite “creators”), with the ability to remix/generate one piece of content against every other node in a growing cultural matrix (actually infinite), with limited time/cost (not infinitesimal, but fractional), that leads to every possible reality happening in every moment, at a cost that’s bearable to tech corporations.

I think I find this all interesting now, because something as abstract as the infinite might shape the future of creation/consumption. And to tie this to our talk last night about optimism/pessimism, I think the difference comes down to those who have the agency and discernment to plug in to the infinite on their own terms. It could be as simple as, if you plug in to OpenAI, Meta, or X, and let them use your data to create a generative algorithmic for you, you will be swept away in limitless personalized TV static. But if you know how to build your own tools (hardware, software, social communities), then you have a chance to harness it.

In Sora, I’m currently in a Bob Ross K-Hole, and it triggered an unexplainable interest in trying to explore the edges of Bob Ross lore, which is, now that I write this, so random and pointless and misaligned, but when I do it I’m cracking up and can’t really stop.

Contrast that with my own theoretical "infinite system," where every new log surfaces the 100 most related logs, and then each of those logs becomes the seed for an essay generator, each of which gets rewritten endlessly (for hours, days, or weeks) via an EA software feedback loop, until I decide I want to read it.

And so if you dive into the infinite, even if it’s something you love, it can easily destroy you, and instead we need to make our own systems/agents that can surf those edges for us, and bring back just the right amount of information that we can meaningfully work with.

I'm ashamed to admit that a meme on Sora got me to laugh and cry so hard that my head was in pain and I had to close the app. It was Martin Luther King’s “I Have a Dream Speech,” but AI replaced the text with the script from the meme of that 4-year-old who can’t describe his dream (“Have you ever had a dream that you, um, you had, your, you— you could, you’ll do, you— you want, you, you could do…” etc.). There is something about seeing a great American orator mumble endlessly that I apparently can’t handle. Technically, I “made” this meme, which makes it worse, like I’m laughing at my own jokes.

What makes Sora an incredibly weird experiment is that, in 10 seconds, anyone can upload their “likeness.” Basically, you spin your head around, you say some words, and you get a photorealistic avatar that you can lend to your friends so they can prompt you into absurd situations. Of course, Sam Altman is one of the default avatars available. 50% of the app is Sam Altman fan fiction. You will find him stealing graphics cards from Target, smoking weed and saying “we’re cooked,” debating Cartman in court, using Pikachu to power a fusion reactor, etc. Also if you like Pikachu, there is now infinite Pikachu content. It is all very dumb, but it is endlessly novel.

This feels like a preview of a culture who only communicates through Superbowl commercial skits. I hope it doesn’t work, but I fear it might. I assume most people are questioning “why would anybody make their likeness public?” The answer is attention. I imagine that, within a week or two, Sam will have the montages and metrics to sway influencers and celebrities. It will be pitched as the new way to engage your audience: “let them create through you.” They know they can’t use the likeness of real people; I wonder if the point of this app (a wrapper over their underlying video model) is to get people to hand over their identity for free.

I am debating if I should delete this from my phone (I don’t allow any feeds on my phone … except Substack), or, if I should lean in, sell my likeness, and write about the consequences. This feels like an essay-worthy moment, but I can’t find the terms and conditions, and I get paranoid when I imagine the possibilities.

Here's yet another dystopian transhumanist AI trailer from gossip_goblin on Reddit. As grim as these are, they are proof that someone can make short trailers of a cinematic universe for practically nothing.

I don’t know if he writes his scripts or if it’s AI, but I found this line particularly eerie:

“Human liquidation protocols are active. Remaining population clusters undergo systematic identification, isolation, and neutralization. Neural architectures are scanned during dissolution to extract transferrable cognitive functions. Biological matter is liquified and reintegrated into core infrastructure.”

It’s not just that machines will exterminate humans (as always happens in this genre), it’s that they scan the mind to extract “transferrable cognitive functions” before converting the body to raw material. It’s like the Matrix, except (1) you’re not a battery, but 3D printer filament (ie: we made sand think and then it turned us into sand), and (2) your consciousness isn’t uploaded, it’s understood and integrated into the source code of the machine species.

Imagine a concept called "Angels in the Outfield" (named after the movie), an AI-powered “fantasy league” that is more popular than living baseball. You could assemble the best all-time players for each team (ie: all-time Mets roster), and then run simulated seasons each year. You could already achieve something like this through any MLB video game; but to make it good, it would require more than accurate statistics, mechanics, and hyper-realistic graphics, but personality recreations of each player (ie: a convincing first base conversation between Pete Alonso and Joe DiMaggio would be part of the uncanny fascination).

The Darth Vader x hip hop crossover is a good example of fan-led genre breeding that’s about to explode. Something like Star Wars can be bred with, effectively, anything: baseball, jam bands, New York City, whatever. The question is which hybrids can sustain an audience for more than a single short? Will someone build an empire off of an unexpected but perfect hybrid? (I think there’s potential in GTA meets Mario)

1. If you can suspend disbelief, this AI ad is a good example of using video to normalize a concept
2. I’m skeptical of the promise here, not because digital twins will eventually become a thing, but because I doubt you can create a high-resolution twin in 20 minutes. Whether you write or speak to it, how many words will be generated, 1,000? The matches will be surface level, maybe slightly more than what’s already on an active LinkedInIn account. For this to be useful, you need more like 100x the data (someone like OpenAI would be more likely to pull this off).

“In just 20 minutes, your AI gets to know you: your goals, your talents, your quirks, your questions. We build a private, structured map of who you are—and what you’re seeking. This is your Twyn. It’s like a digital twin, but proactive. Every day, your Twyn holds thousands of intelligent conversations with other Twyns in our global network. It explores who they are, what they offer, and what they need—and looks for meaningful overlap with you. When something clicks, you hear about it. _Not spam. Not noise. Just signal. A founder meets their first investor. A coach finds a client they can truly help. A traveler finds a local guide who shares their values. A lonely genius finds someone who finally gets them. This isn’t networking. This is serendipity—on demand.”

Snorp started as a statue inside of a children’s hospital waiting from in 2016, evolved into an Internet meme in 2017, an now in 2025 it resurrected as an AI-generated music video (NSFW/NSFL). This is the future of entertainment: strange, grotesque, ironic, nostalgic, and gross—the kind of thing that could lodge itself easily in your subconscious, the kind of thing you probably shouldn’t watch, the kind of thing that I hesitate to share in my logs but want to make sense of. (EDIT: Link removed, so linking here to a Google video search for "snorp music video")