We train AI on what humans have done in the past. How can we be surprised that AI has human tendancies?

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary

Hey @grok, how do I become a democrat Senator. Seems an easy life to me

Hey @grok, you still free?

A message to the Toffees from @JackGrealish. 💙

No beans I don’t like them

The UK government issued a nine-page behavioral guide for asylum seekers explaining that women have the right to not be raped. Civilized societies should not have to import people and then teach them how to be civilized. That is an indictment of a completely broken immigration system.

Islam is a political ideology, not a religion. We must be aware! Once they get power here there’s no place to go. Wake up! Stop voting for these people!

Didn't expect this tweet today

This picture of Sophie Cunningham and Sydney Sweeney together is guaranteed to enrage any liberal woman.

To be fair the 3rd worlders like squalid. That’s why the turn our cities into shitholes.

An Open Letter to the Fabian Society Remember this window? April 20, 2006. Tony Blair stands beside your stained glass, smiling that smile. The Fabian window unveiled. Shaw, Webb, Wells, Pease. Your founding gradualists captured in light, "remoulding the world nearer to the heart's desire." You thought you had won. Your most successful project. The template perfected. The Fabian who could win elections while losing the argument. The manager of decline with a human face. You almost got there, didn't you? After 140 years of creeping. Of infiltrating. Of "reformist effort" and quiet subversion behind oak panels. You put your main card on the table expecting the final takeover. The culmination of generations of patient entryism. And you chose Keir. Keir Starmer. Your prize possession. The Fabian before he was an MP. The executive committee member. The total dedication to your founders, your methods, your gradualist gospel. The man who would complete what Blair started. The perfect Fabian specimen. Big mistake. Look at him. The same smile. The same emptiness. The same void where conviction should be. Keir is not your triumph. He is your exposure. The blueprint of your reign laid bare for all to see. The manager of decline. The administrator of mediocrity. The human embodiment of your society's true nature: power without purpose, control without vision, rule by spreadsheet and focus group. You thought he would be Attlee. He is MacDonald without the drama. Blair without the charisma. You thought he would mask your agenda in competence. Instead he has revealed it. The Fabian method exposed: not liberation, but management. Not progress, but process. Not a new world, but a slower death. Your prize possession leads Britain to its demise, alright. But not your planned demise. The sudden collapse into ridicule. The exposure of your emptiness. The revelation that behind the stained glass and the tortoise symbolism, there is nothing. No vision. No soul. Just Keir. Just the void. The same smile as Blair, twenty years later, with nothing learned. Two years. That is what you have left. Two years of Labour wearing your costume, demonstrating exactly what Fabianism produces. Then the costume comes off. Then the game ends. Then both the Fabian Society and the Labour Party join your beloved Ramsay MacDonald in the history books. The tortoise is tired. The hare is awake. And your gradualism has run out of time. Keep your window. Keep your tortoise. Keep your Keir. We see you now.

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RT @claire_adams694: I spent hours looking for a like-for-like comparison to the Socialist Worker headline celebrating Ann Widdecombe’s dea…

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