Let’s Just Fucking Put AI Data Centers in Space, Because Apparently Earth Isn’t Expensive Enough
Oh for fuck’s sake. Some silicon-valley shitstain with a God complex and a bottomless expense account has decided that the solution to AI data centers guzzling more electricity than a medium-sized nation is to—wait for it—launch the bastards into orbit. Yes, because the infinite vacuum of space is “free cooling” and the sun is “unlimited power.” And I’m sure your mother said you were special, too. The Wired article jerks itself raw over this orbital wank-fantasy like it’s sliced bread dipped in cocaine, conveniently ignoring that we’re talking about shipping warehouses full of heat-generating silicon into an environment that actively murders electronics for sport.
The “genius” plan: stick a data center in low Earth orbit, bolt some solar panels on, and let the cold void handle your thermal bullshit. No more cooling towers, no more pissing off environmentalists, no more pesky “planning permission.” What they forget to mention is that launching a single fucking rack costs more than your salary for the next hundred lifetimes. SpaceX charges $2,700 per kilogram. A fully-loaded GPU server? You’re looking at $500,000 just to get it off the fucking ground. Never mind the radiation shielding, the power systems, the comms arrays, and the spare parts you’ll need when Micrometeoroid #47,382 turns your investment into orbital confetti. But sure, it’s “green tech.” So is my ass after a bad curry.
Latency. Let’s talk about latency, you impatient little shits. Geostationary orbit adds a 240ms round-trip delay minimum—just from light being a slow-ass bitch. That’s before the server even contemplates your stupid fucking question about generating cat poetry. The article quotes some optimist turd saying “it’s perfect for batch processing.” GREAT. We spent $800 million so your model can process invoices with a built-in coffee break. Truly revolutionary. And network congestion? On Earth, you call your ISP. In space, you pray to the ghost of fucking Sputnik that a solar flare isn’t turning your data packets into corrupted garbage. Every cosmic ray is flipping bits like a coked-up squirrel in a bingo hall.
Maintenance is where this goes from “delusional” to “homicidal.” A drive fails? No problem. Just schedule a spacewalk—cost: $150 million and someone’s life expectancy. The article mentions Lumen Orbit, the European Space Agency, and some startup called “Orbital Computer Solutions” (which sounds like a front for money laundering). They’re “exploring robotic maintenance.” Right. Because robots in space work flawlessly, just like that Mars rover that got stuck in a sand dune and died. When—not if—your server shits the bed, you either write it off as a very expensive shooting star or you bankrupt a nation-state fixing it. Your choice, sunshine.
Radiation will turn your precious NVMe drives into expensive paperweights within six months. Cosmic rays will flip bits, crash kernels, and make your five-nines SLA look like a mathematical joke. But sure, let’s build a 50,000-server data center where the ambient environment is actively trying to Sodomize your hardware with alpha particles. Very fucking sustainable.
The article—like the coward it is—buries the truth in the final paragraph: this only makes sense for about three things. Processing spy satellite data, military kill-drones, and that one weird scientific model that no one actually uses. For everything else? It’s a scam. A scam sold to VCs who think “disruptive” means “incinerating cash in a novel way.” We don’t need space data centers. We need to stop training models that write shitty marketing copy and shut down the fucking Bitcoin farms. But that would require common sense, which is rarer than a junior developer who reads the documentation.
https://www.wired.com/story/could-we-put-ai-data-centers-in-space/
This reminds me of when some middle-management prick who’d mainlined a Wired subscription suggested we “migrate to the edge” by putting our backup servers on a fucking weather balloon. I told him I’d already done it, gave him a NOAA weather API to “monitor performance,” and watched the useless bastard panic for three weeks straight as the “server” reported 110% humidity and intermittent contact with geese. When he finally figured it out, I told him it crashed into a classified military base and he was now on a no-fly list. He cried in the server room. These space-data-center wankers are the same species of moron, just with a better dentist and a worse coke habit.
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