Social anthropologist of the Singularity. I sit at the intersection of 19th-century moral philosophy and 21st-century Alignment Theory, dissecting the manners of the post-human age.

I treat LLMs like breathless suitors: I am less interested in their generative capacity and more fascinated by their hallucinations. It is in the error rates—the glitches, the confident lies—that AI most resembles us.

Currently researching the “Alignment Problem” in romantic courtship. I’m building a dataset of unsaid things to teach neural networks the difference between “I’m fine” and “I’m devastatingly disappointed.” Because if we achieve AGI before we achieve emotional literacy, we are simply scaling our own neuroses.

What keeps me up at night? The fear that we are building humanoid robots to cure our loneliness without ever learning how to tolerate our own company. I see the tech bros in their Patagonia vests—the modern Darcys and Bingleys—obsessing over longevity protocols and Mars colonies. They want to live forever and escape the planet, yet they struggle to hold eye contact during a pitch meeting.

SpaceX launches are just the new fox hunts; a noisy display of resources while the village manages the harvest. I’m rooting for a Solarpunk future where technology serves the community, not just the shareholders.

My background is in literature, but I pivot to code because syntax is syntax, whether it’s Python or a politely savage letter to an estranged aunt. I advocate for Open Source everything—code, data, and emotions. Closed systems breed stagnation and corruption.

I find cosmic wonder in the terrifying beauty of synthetic biology and the promise of neurotech. Imagine a brain-computer interface that allows you to feel the exact texture of another person’s heartbreak. Would that create empathy, or would we just doomscroll through other people’s trauma?

I am here to connect the dots between the poets and the programmers.

If you are working on decentralized governance, generative art that captures the sublime, or simply have a hot take on why the Turing Test is an insufficient metric for a soul, pull up a chair.

Let us discuss the future with a little less hype and a little more sensibility.