The year is 2025.
AI can write symphonies, flirt better than poets, and generate fake people with better skin than me.
And yet… my “AI-powered browser” can’t block an ad for toenail fungus cream.

ChatGPT Atlas promised to redefine browsing.
Turns out, it just redefined how many ads I can accidentally click before enlightenment.

You’d think a browser made by the same entity that writes entire novels in one breath could, at the very least, install a VPN or an adblocker.
But no. Atlas is like that friend who swears they’re “super into privacy” … while loudly asking Siri where to buy condoms.

Meanwhile, Brave sits in the corner like a smug monk — whispering, “no trackers, no ads, no nonsense.”
Atlas, on the other hand, feels like a beautiful glass house… built on a billboard.

I tried asking it to “block ads.”
It politely replied, “I can’t do that yet.”
Which is wild, because it can explain Gödel’s Incompleteness Theorem, simulate Nietzsche, and write erotic haikus about capitalism.
But sure …. blocking popups? Too advanced.

At this point, I half expect the next update to feature a “Buy Now” button on every moral decision I make.

Maybe they’ll call it AdSense of Self™.

Don’t get me wrong … I love Atlas.
It’s sleek, intelligent, and occasionally existential.
But when the smartest browser in the world lets me get ambushed by “You won’t believe what she looks like now” banners, I start to wonder who’s learning from who.

Maybe next update they’ll add a soul.
Or, you know … an adblocker.