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AI, Artificial Intelligence, books, Charlatan, grifter, technology, writing
Martyn Rhisiart Jones
Madrid, Thursday 23rd April 2026
Oh, look what the algorithm dragged in. It’s an article by Julian Sterling-Vane. A “Temporal Architect.”
Now, before we begin, let’s just pause and dismantle the job title “Temporal Architect,” shall we? In any sane civilisation, a “Temporal Architect” would be a man in a tinfoil hat shouting at a pigeon in a precinct. But in our current late-stage capitalist hellscape, it’s a bloke in a slim-fit navy blazer who gets paid fifty grand a head to tell HR directors that, by 2030, their staplers will have “emotional intelligence.”
Sterling-Vane has written a piece titled: “Why the Cognitive Engine Isn’t a Bubble (But It Could Still Topple the Counting House).” It’s a masterpiece of the genre I like to call “The Professional Network Shrug.” It’s the prose equivalent of a man trying to sell you a monorail while simultaneously backing away toward an escape pod.
Let’s let the combined psychic energy of Aloysius Snarl, Montgomery Metal, and St. John Spleen take a look at this steaming pile of visionary “content.”
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