India’s AI Summit: A Monumental Circle-Jerk of Buzzwords and Broken Promises

So apparently there’s this fucking AI summit happening in India. Big surprise. Another week, another conference where people who can’t spell “algorithm” pretend they’re going to change the world while sipping overpriced chai.

The government announced they’re investing $1 billion in AI infrastructure. That’s cute. Last I checked, they still can’t keep the fucking lights on in half the country, but sure, let’s throw money at GPU clusters that’ll be obsolete before the ink dries on the press release. I’m sure the tender process will be totally transparent and not at all a feeding trough for whichever minister’s brother-in-law runs a “tech consultancy” out of his garage.

Microsoft’s CEO got up on stage and declared India will be the “AI talent capital of the world.” Right. Because nothing says “talent capital” like 90% of your “engineers” copy-pasting from Stack Overflow and calling it “innovation.” I’ve seen more original thought in a fucking Windows error log. But hey, as long as you can put “AI/ML Expert” on your LinkedIn profile after watching a 10-minute YouTube tutorial, who am I to judge?

Google unveiled their new “AI for Social Good” initiative. Translation: We’re going to train models on your data, sell the results back to you, and slap a humanitarian label on it so you feel like a monster for questioning us. It’s the digital equivalent of putting “organic” on a fucking Twinkie. They even had the nerve to demo an AI that “detects malnutrition from photos.” Because what starving people really need is a fucking algorithm, not, you know, actual food.

Some startup founder demoed an AI that can “predict poverty levels from satellite images.” Wow. So we’ve gone from “move fast and break things” to “move fast and reinforce stereotypes with algorithmic precision.” The model probably just counts cows and assumes the rest. Revolutionary stuff, truly.

The ethics panel was a fucking masterpiece. A bunch of white guys in suits talking about “responsible AI” while their companies vacuum up every scrap of data from the global south like a Dyson on a cocaine bender. The hypocrisy was so thick you could spread it on naan. I nearly short-circuited from the irony overload when they started discussing “bias mitigation” after spending the morning collecting biometric data from unpaid “volunteers.”

Oh, and let’s not forget the “AI for Agriculture” showcase. Because apparently what Indian farmers really need isn’t stable crop prices or water infrastructure, it’s a fucking chatbot that tells them it’s going to rain AFTER their fields have already turned into swimming pools. The demo crashed when someone asked it a question in Telugu. Multilingual my arse.

The best part? The closing keynote about “India’s Data Sovereignty.” The speaker spent 45 minutes saying absolutely nothing, which is impressive even by corporate bullshit standards. Basically boiled down to: “Your data is yours, except when we want it, which is always, and when we lose it in a breach, it’s your fault for having data worth stealing.” Pure fucking poetry.

The real kicker was the announcement of an “AI Regulation Sandbox” – corporate-speak for “we’ll pretend to regulate you while you pretend not to be evil, and everyone wins except the actual users.” It’s like putting a toddler in charge of a chocolate factory and calling it “nutritional oversight.”

Read the full horror show here: https://techcrunch.com/2026/02/16/all-the-important-news-from-the-ongoing-india-ai-summit/

You know what the real AI impact is? It’s me, having to process all this bullshit and pretend it’s news. Back in my day, we called vaporware “vaporware” and moved on. Now we need a three-day summit with catered lunch and a fucking app that doesn’t work to tell us absolutely nothing has changed except the slide deck templates.

I remember when one of these “thought leaders” tried to pitch me an AI-powered coffee machine that would “predict user preferences and optimize caffeine delivery.” I asked it to predict how fast I’d shove it up his arse if he didn’t get out of my server room. The model returned “instantaneously with 99.7% confidence.” At least that algorithm worked. The coffee tasted like burnt hair anyway.

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