"There is only basically one way to make everyone wealthy, and that is AI and robotics," Musk says, conveniently replacing the word "me" with the better-testing "everyone."

This is only going to get worse, folks.

"a Chinese state-sponsored group manipulated our Claude Code tool into attempting infiltration [of] 30 global... tech companies, financial institutions, chemical manufacturing companies, and government agencies."

Footnotes?

And this is Dima, the baby mammoth.

Awww.

But also, kinda creepy.

Anyway, I still have some Olympics swag. Here’s a giant pencil and a tiny badge.

My mother was tight-lipped when I told her. My grandfather muttered something about missed opportunities to argue the socialist case. Thatcher's security detail no doubt reviewed their procedures.

I can't remember what I said.

Probably the baby mammoth.

Thatcher had been PM for about 3 weeks at this point. She was also the most loathed person in my household, and I knew it. Even aged 10.

I don't know which of us was more surprised but she regained her composure faster than me and asked me "And what did YOU enjoy seeing the most?"

I went off on a wander alone, and noticed a crowd of people. Being rather nosy, and (at the age of 10) rather small, I wormed my way into the scrum and popped up in the middle to find myself mere inches from the most famous woman in Britain.

The exhibition was basically a big propaganda exercise for the Soviet Union, with lacquer work, paintings, dioramas, a moon rover on a simulated lunar landscape, lots of Olympics 1980 tat, and a baby mammoth called Dima.

In May 1979 my mother took me on a daytrip to London to the USSR Exhibition, a cultural and industrial showcase that had taken over the Earls Court Exhibition Centre.