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Or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Let AI Gaslight My Marketing Department Well, well, well. Look who decided to put on their Big Bot Pants. Google sauntered into I/O 2025 like the overachieving valedictorian who didn’t just do their homework — they rewrote the curriculum and replaced all the teachers with artificially intelligent substitute drones. And what's on the syllabus this year? Agentic capabilities. That’s right, agentic . A word you’re probably pretending to understand right now while secretly Googling “agentic meaning.” (Spoiler alert: It means autonomous, intelligent, and ready to steal your job while smiling about it.) Let’s talk about the new era of Google Ads, where every marketer’s least favorite chores — data wrangling, ad copywriting, campaign optimization — are now performed by a caffeinated AI assistant who apparently read The 4-Hour Workweek and said, “Hold my neural net.” 🧠 “More Intelligent, Agentic, and Personalized” — Says the Megamind Behind th...

Well, well, well. Donald J. Trump, a man whose name is as synonymous with "unfiltered content" as it is with gold-plated everything, just signed the TAKE IT DOWN Act into law on May 19, 2025. Yes, you read that right. Trump — the same guy who spent years pretending lawsuits, subpoenas, and moral compasses were mere suggestions — has now championed a law that protects people from nonconsensual porn . The full name? S.146, the “Tools to Address Known Exploitation by Immobilizing Technological Deepfakes on Websites and Networks Act.” That’s a mouthful, which is exactly the kind of phrase this law is trying to prevent from being paired with your face in an AI-generated video you never agreed to. The acronym is TAKE IT DOWN , which is either the result of a brilliant staffer who moonlights in public relations, or the most ironically self-owning title in legislative history. Let’s unpack this digital Trojan horse of decency — with all the snark it deserves. A Law Against the ...

Gather ’round, fellow monolinguals, and let us pay tribute to the most underrated, overused, and frequently butchered invention in the history of homo sapiens: language. Yes, language. That ancient Wi-Fi signal bouncing around our big wrinkly brains, capable of uniting empires, toppling kings, and creating Twitter beefs that spiral into real-life lawsuits. And now, thanks to Laura Spinney’s brainy new book Proto: How One Ancient Language Went Global , we finally have the origin story we didn’t know we needed—but clearly deserve. Spoiler alert: it starts in a region currently being shelled. That’s right. Proto-Indo-European (PIE), the ancient godfather of English, Sanskrit, Greek, Gaelic, and yes, the language you’re currently misusing to read this, started with a ragtag bunch of nomads grazing beefy cattle in the Eastern Ukrainian steppes. Forget cavemen grunting or Egyptians chiseling cryptic bird memes onto walls—real linguistic domination began with the Yamnaya. Picture them: robus...

Ah yes, Mark Cuban—the billionaire with the chillest flex since Warren Buffett offered lunch for a few million bucks—just waltzed off Shark Tank after 15 seasons, casually announcing that his $33 million in investments turned into a nice round $250 million. No big deal. Just a 658% return. And yet, if you believe Cuban, this whole capitalist buffet wasn’t even about making money. Nope. It was about vibes, values, and veganism. Apparently. Let’s not sugarcoat this: Shark Tank was supposed to be part venture capital, part reality TV, part American Dream cosplay. But Mark? He turned it into a personal charity-slash-masterclass in opportunistic altruism. He didn’t need to make money, he wanted to make a point. And what a wildly profitable point it turned out to be. The Humble Brag Heard ’Round the Tank Cuban told CNBC that he invested “about $33 million” across his time on Shark Tank , and now, “on a mark-to-market basis,” he’s sitting on “at least $250 million.” You know, just a ca...

Imagine you live in rural Virginia. Your closest neighbor is a cow, your nearest grocery store is 45 minutes away, and the only bars you get are on your moonshine, not your cell service. So when the government finally offers a grant to bring broadband and digital literacy to your neck of the woods — so Grandpa Joe can check his telehealth portal and your kid can finish his homework without having to borrow the Taco Bell Wi-Fi — you might think: “Well, hot damn, progress!” But not so fast. Enter Donald J. Trump, savior of the forgotten man, destroyer of anything that even remotely smells like government doing something useful. In a move that would make Marie Antoinette say “yikes,” Trump torpedoed the Digital Equity Act, yanking internet access grants for communities in Southwest and Southside Virginia faster than he can say “unconstitutional woke handout.” Yes, folks, the former president called the act — which was passed under the Biden administration and designed to help old people...

Cyber insurance: it’s like health insurance for your company’s digital soul. And according to Coalition’s most recent we-swear-this-isn’t-just-a-marketing-piece report, 2024 was technically a win—because cyber claims dropped 7%. Huzzah! Break out the sparkling firewalls and encrypted confetti. But before we start slapping “Mission Accomplished” banners on our server rooms, let’s take a closer look at what this actually means. Because if 2024 was a “win,” then it was the kind where you barely limp across the finish line with your data trailing behind you in a ransomware hacker’s shopping cart. A Victory Lap for “Active Insurance” (Whatever That Means) Coalition's Global Head of Claims, Robert Jones, declared that “active insurance works.” Which is a cute way of saying: if you pay attention to your cyber hygiene and don’t treat your email like a digital dumpster, you’re slightly less likely to get mugged online. Active insurance, in Coalition-speak, is basically cybersecurity...

Ah yes, summer. That magical time when the sun returns to cook us like rotisserie chickens and the only thing thinner than your patience is your wardrobe’s relevance. Enter: Gap’s Friends & Family Sale , here to rescue your closet from that pile of questionably stained tees and sad jeans that gave up mid-pandemic. And the best part? 40% off sitewide. The worst part? You're still expected to understand what “barrel jeans” are without spiraling into a full-blown identity crisis. Let’s dive into this denim-drenched dystopia, shall we? ✨ The Great Closet Reckoning Let’s be honest — if you haven’t updated your wardrobe since TikTok told us side parts were dead, you’re overdue. Your jeans still think we’re in 2017. Your tank tops scream Forever 21 clearance bin energy . And your “dressy” outfit? A shirt without pizza grease. Gap heard your silent cries and offered 40% off like a digital peace offering — one that whispers, "You're still relevant. Just barely. But with a...