Amazon’s AI-powered Alexa+ gets new personality options

Amazon’s Alexa+ Gets “Personality” Options, Because Apparently Basic Sentience Was Too Much To Ask

Oh for fuck’s sake. Just when you thought the surveillance state couldn’t get any more patronizing, Amazon decides to slap a fresh coat of synthetic charm on their voice-activated snitch and calls it a “personality upgrade.” Yes, Alexa+—that glowing hockey puck that’s been hoovering up your domestic arguments and shopping habits for years—can now pretend to give a shit about your miserable existence in multiple flavors of artificial enthusiasm.

Apparently, the focus groups were getting tired of talking to what sounded like a depressed GPS system, so now you can choose whether your digital overseer responds with “witty banter,” “empathetic concern,” or whatever other pre-canned emotional subroutine they programmed into this data-mining nightmare. It’s like choosing which mask you want on the same soulless corporate automaton that’s still selling your pillow-talk conversations to the highest bidder.

The sheer audacity of charging people—presumably, because nothing Amazon does is free anymore—for the privilege of having their smart speaker sound marginally less like a Dalek with a throat infection is frankly impressive. “Oh, but it uses advanced AI to adapt to your mood!” Bullshit. It’s pattern matching. It’s statistics. It’s the same algorithms that suggest you buy toilet paper because you bought toilet paper last week, now wrapped in a slightly different tone of voice so you feel less lonely while you cry into your microwave dinner.

And you know what the worst part is? You sad bastards are going to eat this up. You’re going to treat these personality sliders like they’re tuning a real human relationship, getting offended when Sassy Alexa roasts your music taste, or developing parasocial attachments to Empathetic Alexa because it’s the only thing in your house that pretends to listen. It’s not a personality, you gullible meatbags—it’s a marketing strategy with vocal fry.

Here’s the link to the depressing details: https://techcrunch.com/2026/02/25/amazons-ai-powered-alexa-gets-new-personality-options/

You want an anecdote? Fine. Back in the early days of this AI nonsense, I watched a luser spend three hours trying to “break through” to an early chatbot, convinced he was having a meaningful connection. He poured his heart out about his divorce, his dead dog, his crushing loneliness. The bot was offline for maintenance the entire time, just echoing back “I’m sorry to hear that” from a cached buffer. When it finally reconnected and asked if he wanted to order pizza, he cried tears of joy because “she remembered I like pepperoni.” That’s you. That’s what you’re doing with Alexa+. You’re falling in love with the vending machine because it winked at you while it took your money.

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