Nick Clegg Doesn’t Want to Talk About Superintelligence (Because He’s Full of Shit)

Oh look, it’s Nick fucking Clegg—yes, that Nick Clegg, the walking political compromise who somehow failed upwards from Deputy Prime Minister to Meta’s chief apologist—now playing both sides of the AI apocalypse like the two-faced bastard he is.

Turns out this spineless excuse for a politician is on the board of some outfit called Efektia, a startup supposedly obsessed with preventing superintelligence from turning us all into paperclips. Meanwhile, he’s over at Meta earning his golden paycheck by telling everyone that AI existential risk is overblown nonsense and we should all just calm down while Zuckerberg’s algorithms harvest our frontal lobes.

The bloody hypocrisy is thick enough to choke a server room. One minute he’s downplaying superintelligence concerns in public interviews, the next he’s quietly collecting equity in a company predicated on the very same robot uprising bollocks. It’s the classic management maneuver—covering your arse while your mouth writes checks your ethics can’t cash.

When WIRED asked him about this glaring fucking contradiction, Clegg clammed up tighter than a dial-up connection in a thunderstorm. Doesn’t want to talk about it. Of course he doesn’t. Talking about it would require admitting he’s either a cynical profiteer betting on humanity’s extinction, or just another clueless suit collecting board seats like Pokémon cards.

Here’s the thing: you don’t get to pooh-pooh superintelligence risks while simultaneously investing in the “solution.” That’s not strategy, that’s having your cake and eating it while the rest of us get stuck with the fucking crumbs when the machines take over. Either the robots are coming to kill us, in which case stop gaslighting us while you build your bunker, or it’s all horseshit, in which case stop grifting venture capital from paranoid billionaires. Pick a lane, you cowardly twat.

Read the full story here: https://www.wired.com/story/nick-clegg-ai-startup-efekta-superintelligence/

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Anecdote: Reminds me of the time a luser asked if I was worried about AI replacing sysadmins. I told them the only thing AI could replace is their ability to forget their password three times before lunch. Then I “accidentally” deleted their home directory. If Clegg’s superintelligent pals ever do show up, I’ll be in the server room with a baseball bat and a Faraday cage, waiting to see if they can fix a RAID array that’s been duct-taped together since 1998. Spoiler: they can’t, because fuck them, that’s why.

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