The White House Discovers AI Safety and Promptly Shits the Bed

So apparently the Dorito-in-Chief has decided that Anthropic—you know, those Claude-vomiting safety nerds who actually TRY to make sure the robots don’t sterilize the fucking planet—are now persona non grata in the US government. Because apparently, when you’re busy dismantling every regulatory body that isn’t nailed down, the last thing you want is a company that actually gives a shit about alignment research getting in the way of your plan to replace the entire federal workforce with a single ChatGPT instance running on a Raspberry Pi in Mar-a-Lago’s basement.

Look, I don’t particularly care if Claude writes shit poetry or refuses to tell you how to build a dirty bomb—that’s not the fucking point. The point is that Trump and his band of merry fuckwits have decided that Anthropic’s safety-first approach is “woke” or “anti-competitive” or some other Fox News buzzword they read on the shitter this morning. So now they’re banning them from government contracts, presumably to make room for some AI company run out of a data center in Moscow or maybe just Elon Musk’s throbbing ego.

The government IT infrastructure is already held together with duct tape, prayer, and legacy COBOL code written by guys who died in the Reagan administration. And now these absolute fucking geniuses want to ban one of the few companies that actually understands why you shouldn’t plug a large language model directly into the nuclear launch codes. Brilliant. Absolutely fucking brilliant. Next they’ll be banning fire extinguishers because “real patriots let buildings burn as God intended.”

Read the full clusterfuck here: https://www.wired.com/story/trump-moves-to-ban-anthropic-from-the-us-government/

This reminds me of the time I had to deal with a department head who wanted to “save money” by turning off the UPS systems to reduce electricity bills. I explained—slowly, using small words—that the “U” stands for “Uninterruptible” and that without it, his precious Oracle database would become a very expensive brick during the next power blip. He did it anyway. The database corrupted. He blamed me. So I “accidentally” set his email to forward every message to a print server in the basement that I had connected to an industrial shredder. He received approximately 4,000 copies of his own termination letter before security dragged him out. Some people you just can’t reach, but you can sure as shit make the journey entertaining.

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