The Patrician surveys the chaos¶
The Patrician sits behind a desk that has seen more schemes than the city’s watch has arrests. His expression is unreadable, which is fortunate because most mortals would require a second mortgage just to interpret the frown that is never quite a frown. No matter.
Today, he casts an eye over the latest chronicles of our labours.
- The state of the realm
- Power and dependencies
- The money flows
- Regulatory stirrings
- The AI gold rush examined
- Cloud concentration and its discontents
- The security theatre continues
- Open source and its extremely quiet crisis
- What could actually go wrong
- The infrastructure nobody is building
- When the music stops
- Reading the auguries
- The Patrician’s library
Disclaimer¶
You are being observed. This is not a threat but a municipal service, and it runs whether or not you have read the terms, courtesy of Lord Havelock Vetinari, Patrician of Ankh-Morpork, who has kept a city in order for decades by the simple expedient of already knowing. The observations are accurate, the tone is light, and any resemblance to your own department is the department’s problem.