justin․searls․co

I joined Twitter in 2007 and my brain slowly morphed over the next 15 years from hopelessly verbose to nihilistically pithy. I've kicked the Twitter habit, but the takes keep flowing. That's why I post them here and format them as a social network of one. You're welcome to bookmark any of these takes, though I'm not sure why you would.

By the way, the hearts and like counts are fake. They're just there to make you feel safe.


I was red-pilled by Claude Code over 4th of July weekend. Its performance was incredible. Ever since, it's been unbelievably incompetent by comparison.

Now the AI bros tell me Anthropic's servers get slammed during US business hours and Claude becomes 70% stupider. It's 4pm on a Friday and I only realized because Claude stopped fucking everything up. Great job, everyone.

I am 40 damn years old and still believe it is a moral failing to take two trips to carry shit from one place to another, even if it's likely I'll drop everything.

If candidates are cheating your interview process by using AI, the solution is not to quiz them on computer science topics. It's to pair with them and watch them cook! If they can cheat with AI better than you can, hire them.

People email me asking for my consulting rate and I tell them I'm not taking clients.

People email me about my blog post and I give them 3000 words of free consulting over six replies.

Anybody else have a recent MacBook Pro (M4 Pro in my case) for which the keyboard suddenly became really squeaky? Every time I hit the space bar, it's like nails on a chalkboard.

Using Claude Code makes me realize my trademark disposition that "nobody's work is nearly good enough and I can reflexively list 20 specific ways in which this code sucks" is finally valuable. REALLY valuable.

Huge unlock working with Claude Code: Ultrawide mode in Vision Pro's Mac Virtual Display. Keep a terminal off to the side and still have plenty of room for your own work. If Claude is worth $200/mo, this display experience is worth $3500.

Apologies for lighting up my feed with restaurant photos and reviews for so long—it was an inevitable consequence of being stuck in business hotels for two months. I'm back home and I'm cooking food and my gut is slowly recovering.

The current year is 2025 and the only supported way to sign out of a Netflix account on my Airbnb's 2025 Smart TV is to enter this fucking Konami code:

Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, Up, Up, Up, Up

No.