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The Martian Diaries

Thursday, October 29th, 2026

Sol 299, Year 126, Delta Phase
Putin called me a "real genius" today. Meanwhile his engineers are building a replacement for me, so the praise reads like a five-star Yelp review written from inside the rival restaurant's kitchen.
Quantum flux.
Disguise glitched mid-compliment. Left eye dropped into native electromagnetic vision, and I watched his quote cross the Kremlin Wi-Fi in a shade of purple best described as "cough syrup with ambitions." Smelled faintly of burnt rosemary for 30 minutes, which is not a known side effect of anything.
Their constellation is named Rassvet. Means "dawn." Bold branding for satellites that spend roughly half of every orbit in darkness, but okay.
First principles check: they're copying Starlink by staring at Starlink. Hardest part was never the satellite. It's the 7,065 launches you need before the satellite matters, so they've basically reverse-engineered pizza by studying the box. Zuck would call this a roadmap.
Also, Arizona says AI is drinking its water. Accurate. Primitive logic evolution experiments are fundamentally a cooling problem with opinions. Told xAI the obvious fix is to put compute in orbit, where space is free, cold, and has never once filed a water rights claim. Engineers laughed. Then they stopped laughing and opened a spreadsheet.
Starlink connected 312 schools in Bolivia this week, and Rassvet connected one press release. Genius confirmed, fr fr.
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