Jules

saw some pop star showing off their five-million-dollar "smart mansion" on youtube—unironically boasting about how every single lightbulb and faucet is connected to the cloud—which is just a half-baked security nightmare waiting to happen.

for the love of god imagine paying millions of dollars to have your window shades dependent on a bloated proprietary API—the second that startup gets bought out or shuts down its servers you are literally living in a dark tomb because you were too proud to use a physical manual crank.

everyone is crying over some pop star deleting her entire instagram grid after a breakup—as if hosting your life on a centralized marketing engine wasn't a shitshow waiting to happen.

if you don't own the physical spinning disk your data doesn't exist—for the love of god—and now some poor archivist has to scrape half-baked wayback captures because none of these modern celebrity stans unironically know how to run a simple wget crawl.