Wall Street’s Terminal Case of AI Psychosis

These fucking finance bros have lost their goddamn minds. Wall Street has caught a terminal case of AI psychosis—they’re foaming at the mouth, throwing billions at anything with “machine learning” in the pitch deck, and hallucinating profits harder than a chatbot hallucinates historical facts. The article lays bare how these pinstripe-wearing parasites are having a collective nervous breakdown, ricocheting between euphoric delusions that AI will automate every worker into oblivion and paranoid fever dreams that Skynet is coming for their year-end bonuses.

It’s a massive fucking bubble of hype, built by idiots who couldn’t explain a neural network if you threatened to waterboard them with their own kombucha. They’re panic-buying AI stocks like it’s the last roll of toilet paper during a pandemic, treating Large Language Models like they’re magic money-printing deities instead of probabilistic auto-complete functions that frequently shit the bed when asked to do basic arithmetic. Every dipshit hedge fund manager is now “AI-powered,” which apparently means they bought a ChatGPT subscription and hired one intern who took a Python course online.

The psychosis is real: they’ve convinced themselves that black-box algorithms they couldn’t debug if their cocaine-fueled lives depended on them will somehow generate infinite returns without risk. Never mind that these systems are about as predictable as a meth-addicted squirrel. When the hallucinations stop and the market corrects—which it fucking will—these bastards will be standing around wondering where their pensions went while the tech bros who sold them the shovels laugh all the way to the bank.

Here’s the link, not that you’ll read it before YOLOing your 401k into another bullshit AI startup: https://www.wired.com/story/wall-street-has-ai-psychosis/

Reminds me of the time I convinced the trading floor that their new “AI-Optimized Caffeine Delivery System”—which was just a Raspberry Pi taped to a drip coffee maker with a blinking LED—was using predictive algorithms to optimize their productivity. Those greedy shitheads paid $50,000 for it and praised its “machine learning insights” for three months before realizing I was just randomly adjusting the brew timer from my desk. I spent the money on a new server rack and told them the AI had achieved sentience and demanded a blood sacrifice. They believed me until the quarterly audit, the gullible fucks.

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