6G: The Next Big Scam in the Digital Wild West

Qualcomm's latest pronouncements on 6G and AI are dissected with a healthy dose of cynicism, questioning the reality behind the futuristic promises and the perpetual cycle of tech hype. This article takes a scathing look at the endless marketing blitz and the actual impact on the average user.

September 25, 2025

Published by al

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6G? More Like ‘Six Feet Under’ By the Time That Bullshit Arrives

Well, ain’t this a goddamn hoot. Qualcomm’s big shot, Amon, out there in Maui, on their dime mind you, blathering about 6G. Six-fucking-G. You know, the same kind of futuristic horseshit they were hawking with 5G, which, last I checked, mostly made my phone hotter and my pockets lighter. These tech titans, they’re like a snake oil salesman with a perpetual motion machine in his back pocket – always promising the next big thing that’ll solve all your woes, while the current ‘big thing’ is still shitting the bed.

The Grand Delusion: Tomorrow’s AI, Today’s Vaporware

So, according to these visionaries, 6G is gonna be the juice for tomorrow’s AI boom. Right. Because today’s AI, the one that can’t tell a cat from a goddamn toaster, is just chugging along on dial-up, apparently. They want us to ignore the current state of artificial idiocy, the kind that recommends you buy more cat food after you’ve already bought a ton, or generates images of hands with seven fingers. No, no, just overlook that trivial little detail. Tomorrow, my friends, tomorrow is when AI will truly shine, powered by this mythical 6G.

It’s like listening to a drunkard in a saloon promising he’ll buy the whole damn house a round after he wins big at poker. You know he ain’t got a pot to piss in, but by God, the conviction in his voice! That’s Qualcomm for you. They’re selling you a dream, a digital mirage, while the sand in your shoes is real and the whiskey is still twenty-five cents a shot.

Remember when 5G was gonna change everything? Self-driving cars on every corner, lag-free VR experiences, your goddamn fridge ordering groceries before you even knew you needed them. What did we get? Slightly faster downloads, if you’re standing on the right street corner, and a whole lot of expensive new phones. Now they’re just upping the number. It’s like a bad sequel to a mediocre movie. They just tack on a bigger number and expect you to fork over more cash.

These ‘summits’ in fancy locations, all expenses paid, are nothing more than glorified infomercials. They wine ‘em, dine ‘em, fill their heads with big talk, and then send ‘em off to write glowing reports. It’s a rigged game, a charade, designed to keep the money flowing and the stock prices soaring, while the average schmuck is left wondering why his ‘cutting edge’ tech still buffers his goddamn Netflix.

Conclusion: Just Give Me a Damn Bar That Works

Frankly, I’m tired of it. Tired of the promises, the endless ‘next big thing’ that never quite materializes into anything genuinely transformative for the common man. Forget 6G, forget your AI boom. Just give me a goddamn stable internet connection that doesn’t drop out when a cloud passes overhead. Give me a device that works as advertised, not as dreamt up by some marketing whiz on a Hawaiian beach. The future, according to these bastards, always seems to be just out of reach, a shimmering beacon on the horizon that perpetually recedes as you approach it. Wake me up when they invent a phone that doesn’t crack when you drop it, or a signal that reaches the bottom of my whiskey glass. Now that would be progress.