Read AI launches an email-based ‘digital twin’ to help you with schedules and answers

Read AI’s Digital Twin: Because You’re Too Fucking Incompetent to Answer Your Own Emails

Oh for fuck’s sake. Just when I thought the bottom of the barrel couldn’t get any deeper, Read AI has gone and launched some bullshit “email-based digital twin” that’s supposed to handle your schedule and vomit out answers to emails so you don’t have to lift a fucking finger. Apparently, the concept of actually managing your own calendar or typing a coherent sentence is now completely beyond the grasp of the average corporate drone.

This digital wanker apparently sits in your inbox like a tapeworm, “learning” how you speak so it can impersonate you in meetings and reply to emails with the same vapid enthusiasm you usually reserve for Slack messages at 9 AM before your coffee. It schedules meetings, answers routine questions, and probably orders your fucking lunch too because god forbid you make a decision without an algorithm holding your trembling hand.

The company claims this will “save time”—translation: enable more middle-management fuckwits to pretend they’re busy while an AI does the only parts of their job that require actual thought. Soon we’ll have AI twins talking to other AI twins, creating an infinite feedback loop of automated bullshit while the actual humans rot away in their ergonomic chairs, drooling on their mechanical keyboards.

And the best part? When this digital abomination inevitably replies “per my last email” to your CEO with a side of attitude and gets you fired, you’ll have nobody to blame but your own lazy ass for outsourcing your personality to a fucking large language model. Brilliant.

Read the full horseshit here

Back in the day, I replaced a user’s entire email account with a cron job that sent automatic “Go away, I’m busy” replies to everyone. It took three weeks for anyone to notice the difference, and HR only caught on when the script started declining meetings with the CEO using colorful descriptions of his golf handicap. They tried to fire me, but I’d already automated my own job with a shell script that randomly deleted user accounts and blamed it on solar flares. Symbiosis, you see.

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