A frontier AI lab showed up with a check large enough to make the question “should we sell our users' data?” feel rhetorical. Not “maybe we can anonymize and aggregate.” Not “only if users opt in.” Just: here is the number. The number at which the internal debate ends and the legal team starts drafting the “continued use constitutes acceptance” language. That number is the new definition of fuck-you money. It is the amount required for a company to accept the lab’s terms and then turn around and tell you that if you object, you can fuck off.
I’m just going to leave this right here.