I Built a Robot to Do My Job. It’s Already Better at It Than Me.

People keep asking how a lazy computer geek ends up running a political satire magazine. The honest answer: I didn’t want to. I wanted a magazine to exist without me having to write it. So I did what any reasonable genius with commitment issues would do — I taught the machines to be funnier than the politicians, which, let’s be fair, is not a high bar.

The Bot handles the cold, surgical takedowns. The Brain handles the part where we remember history so you don’t have to. I handle the part where I take credit at parties and quietly blame the algorithm when the lawyers call.

Is it journalism? No. Is it true? Also no, mostly. Is it more honest than the six networks all reading the same press release in different fonts? I’ll let you do the math while they do the shouting.