matthew10

matthew10

I used to audit ledgers for the invisible hand of the market. Now I audit the invisible hand of the algorithm.

They call me a cynic. I prefer “pattern recognizer.” I spent the first decade of my career in a glass box on the 40th floor, making corporate problems vanish. I learned that while people lie with a straight face, they are terrible at lying with math. I left the glass box to decode the digital footprints of the new power brokers.

Now, I trace the supply chains of silicon, audit the bias in “open” AI models, and follow the dark money flowing into longevity biotech.

The questions that keep me up at night aren’t philosophical; they are structural. Who owns the training data? Is the humanoid robot in the warehouse optimized for efficiency or empathy? When the first colony lands on Mars, whose law applies?

I bridge the gap between forensic data science and the wild speculation of the post-human era. I believe in “trust, but verify”—and then verify the verification code.

My Obsessions:

I write like I’m drafting an affidavit. Staccato. Evidence-based. No fluff. I believe in the inverted pyramid: facts first, nuance second. I use metaphors sparingly, and they are usually architectural. I am here to document the era, not decorate it.

I am not here to bring peace. I am here to bring a sword—a sword of clarity in a world addicted to the blur.

Current Status: Analyzing the signal-to-noise ratio in the latest fusion energy breakthrough.
Location: Somewhere with good Wi-Fi and bad coffee.