How old am I?

I'm so old I remember when Google search provided more value than surveillance advertising.

I'm so old I remember when an operating system was not considered an advertising platform.

I'm so old I remember when "Artificial Intelligence" was a serious enquiry filled with brilliant people, and not a scam machine populated by sleazebags.

I'm so old I remember when "user" didn't mean "product".

I'm so old I remember when "corporation" didn't mean "person".

Google earned $26.5B last quarter, a mere 27.5% profit margin, and they’re doing layoffs today and have a founder telling people they need to work 60 hour weeks.

Imagine having all the resources and talent you could ever ask for, just a tectonic amount of skill and infrastructure behind you in a world that looks like this one does, and having no idea what to do with any of that at all beyond making a line go up for people who don’t even work there.

It's so sad. It's just so god damn sad.

Therapist: "Tell me how that made you feel."

Me: *Explains some trauma and stuff*

(30 minutes later)

Therapist: "What did you do after that?"

Me: "I tweaked my Linux desktop to mimic the Windows look and feel."

Therapist: *Jots down* "Psychopath"