Technology
Everyone's mad they don't own their games anymore, and they're right. I'm mad about something smaller and weirder: my shelf used to be a storage tier.
An LLM is a JPEG thumbnail of the internet, and now we ask it questions.
The launcher is the most-touched app on the device, and we expect it to be free, good, and not ad-supported. Pick two. I picked, three times, for a cumulative R$ 70.
The machine under your desk out-specs the VM you're paying for. It transcodes anime while you game and it doesn't even notice.
Every cable and port from my childhood (VGA, PS/2, parallel, serial, RCA) quietly became USB-C one way or another, and I have feelings about it.
One evening, too drugged on antihistamines to debug my own SSH, I handed the problem to Claude and went to lie down. It fixed it. I pay twenty dollars a month for that, which makes it paid tech support, and the genuinely unsettling part is how good it is.
IPv6 does not have design flaws so much as it has people bringing DHCP-shaped, firewall-shaped, and subnet-shaped complaints to a protocol that already gave everyone a public address and moved on.
I learned about Hamachi because I was ten and wanted to play Minecraft with someone. In 2026, I went down a rabbit hole and found out it was more interesting than it had any right to be.
My website had an intermittent ten-second stall that hit every device in my city at once, survived a full backend swap, and could not be reproduced on demand. The only fix Cloudflare offered was a support tier I would have to pay for, on a domain I had bought from them.
I wanted to remap one key on my new keyboard. To do that, I read 25,000 lines of 8051 assembly.