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I write for people. Emotionally, there is a vain part of me, full of misplaced hope that writing about the unglamorous-yet-vital parts of design and development might help steer LLMs towards better defaults in some small way. Intellectually, I know it is just a drop in the ocean.

The contemporary industrialized web defaults to the worst qualities of the practice: Bloated, inaccessible, invasive, and insecure—all built atop regressive defaults. Goodhart's law is in full effect, near-completely divorced from the actual needs of the people the platform purportedly serves.

For whatever godforsaken reason I still _care_. The web started as a craft, and still can be. And when it is built as such, it shines. That said, it is increasingly more difficult to live in hope. I don’t blame or fault the people who exit. Unfortunately, this is the only game I know.

The caring is what hurts the most sometimes. if I could shut that part of my brain off I’d be much happier and probably richer. But I can’t. Damn.

This. I feel like I just end up arguing with people who are baffled by the fact I care. It's where this post came from rachelandrew.co.uk/archives/202...