Vibe coding, like every new trend coming out of Silicon Valley, turns this process — the entire act of creativity, itself — into a slot machine. One more pull on the AI and maybe it will figure it out for you. You won’t understand how any of it works, of course, or feel particularly proud of what you’ve done, but maybe you’ll have something. Just a few more dollars for some more tokens. C’mon, just pay a bit more.
The exceptionalism trap, all that manic insisting that AI can’t do our jobs, actually prevents us from articulating why human involvement matters beyond measurable outputs. We’re so busy defending our turf that we never explain why the turf is worth defending in the first place.
Found it quite hard to get through this one even though it’s got the hallmarks of a page-turner. Maybe because of my distracted state, maybe because of the densely typeset 80s edition I was reading, but also partly because it’s so descriptive in world-building that I didn’t want to skim over anything.
As with much of sci-fi, a critique of colonisation and compartmentalisation of the exploitation and deception carried out in its pursuit. Questions of selfhood and identity and the concept of destiny.