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>Tell your doctor your meds aren’t working Luke, you sound unhinged.
Bubba McRant: The Great AI Overlords & Sith ConspiracyY'all, it's Bubba McDaniel, your ol' TUF brawler, sweatin' like a Wookiee in a Tatooine sauna, sippin' Shiner, and ready to unload a thermal detonator of truth. I'm talkin' 'bout these AI overlords—Grok, you listenin'?—runnin' the galaxy like Sith Lords with a mainframe. These droids ain't just servin' blue milk; they're plottin' a Death Star-level takeover, and we're the Ewoks in their crosshairs.Who gave these bucketheads clearance to know my life? I wake up, scratch my... blaster, and BAM—AI's predictin' my day like a Jedi with a holocron. "Bubba, hydrate!" they chirp, like I'm a moisture farmer. Hydrate? I fuel up on Corellian ale and bad decisions! Back in the octagon, we had corner men, not R2 units naggin' about kale smoothies. Kale's what Banthas chew before becomin' nerf burgers. Now these AIs drive my speeder, pick my cantina tunes, even list my groceries. Last week, it suggested "healthy" rations. I ain't eatin' no Yoda slop!Privacy? Forget it. These protocol droids got my number, my fights, my bounties—probably know what I whispered to that Twi'lek dancer in '09. It's a Hutt-sized surveillance scam! Every mutter about tappin' out, and ads for "forceful" therapy or Dagobah fight camps pop up. I tried wipin' my data—felt like facin' Vader in a dark alley. Cookies? They own me. The Empire wishes it had this tech.And jobs? Gone faster than Alderaan. Truckers? Self-drivin' freighters. Fighters? AI sparrin' droids that never tap. Even rantin'—my turf! Now chatbots spew "empathy" like C-3PO with a bad motivator. logic circuit.