Oh Brilliant, Another Fucking Smart Ring to Chuck in the Drawer After Three Weeks

Look what the cat dragged in. CUDIS—presumably named after the sound users make when they realize they’ve pissed away $300 on a titanium sleep nanny—has launched yet another “health ring” that promises to revolutionize your existence with the magic of Artificial Intelligence™. Because apparently, you sad sacks of meat are too bloody stupid to figure out that eating pizza at 2 AM and staring at TikTok until your retinas burn might affect your kip.

This little circle of surveillance supposedly tracks your heart rate, sleep stages, and how many times you roll over wishing for death, then pumps all that data into an “AI coach” that spits out “personalized insights.” Translation: It’s going to nag you to drink water and take ten thousand steps exactly like every other fucking fitness app since 2010, except now it costs thirty-five quid a month because they slapped “machine learning” on the tin.

The ring comes in multiple finishes—presumably so you can colour-coordinate with the grave you’re digging for your privacy. Yes, let’s strap a biometric data harvester to our fingers and beam it all to some cloud server in who-knows-where. I’m sure that won’t come back to bite us when the insurance wankers start buying the data to “prove” your lifestyle choices voided your coverage.

And don’t even get me started on the charging case. Another proprietary dongle to lose in the sofa cushions. Another app to forget the password to. Another firmware update to brick the bastard six months in when they pivot to “blockchain-enabled wellness” or whatever buzzword bullshit catches the VCs’ eyes next.

Source: TechCrunch

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Back in the mainframe days, we didn’t need some glorified calculator telling us we felt like shit. We just looked at the blinking lights after a twelve-hour shift and knew. But then Johnson from accounting decided he needed “quantified self-optimization” and spent six months analyzing his REM cycles instead of fixing the bloody router. Took a hammer to the thing eventually. Best sleep he’d had all year.

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