Using AI to research, proofread, fix grammar or a crooked piece of syntax is perfectly fine. We do this with dictionaries and books---another technology which we no longer think as one. All that is fine. But using AI to articulate or distill your core ideas and your philosophical approach is showing that you have no genuine ideas of your own, no prolonged mediation on them, and no dwelling on the form or manner they can be communicated to others. I have little respect for people with such intellectual dishonesty and performance. While, it's criminal to think that one mistake should undo a body of work, it's also unpardonable that such a person doesn't own that mistake or their flaws or their lazy thinking. A person who doesn't own their flaws the way they celebrate their virtues doesn't deserve to be taken intellectually seriously.
I believe a struggling person may also suffer if he/she pauses long enough between making ends meet to ask, "Is this all there is?" Granted, a comfortable life does give one ample time to dwell on these matters of the heart.
I salute you for following your heart—as uncomfortable as it may sometimes be—but you definitely live a psychologically rich life. And not many can say they do.
You're right, Rachel. Also, I admit that many of the privileges I was born with gave me opportunities and ample time to seek the types of discomforts that lead to a psychologically rich. I got to choose many of my challenges, which many can rightfully argue come from having a comfortable life. That's why I won’t preach discomfort as strongly as Erik did—it would be hypocritical.
Shall we create a holy and sacred human writers pact to leave and rejoice in a few of those typos, especially that ones that glow like the fire of a thousand burning suns we see immediately after we push send? To preserve clues of our humanity?
Haha, why is it always after pressing send? I’m actually not down with the “be proud of your typos and errors” argument. But I’ll admit it makes me panic less when I find them after publishing and less rushed to fix things.
I tried using AI to generate income. Type in a topic or question. Select the parameters. Indicate the tone. And click. *Bleh* Soul-less. No voice. Totally lacking in passion.
Much more enjoyable (if not comfortable, per se), was seeing Mama Mia for the fourth time ... Swedish songs performed by British thespians in a Lisbon, Portugal, stadium. How curious that -- between the spoken words in the Queen's (King's?) English and the slurred words in song -- I found myself glancing increasingly at the screens at either side of the stage where the vocals were translated to Portuguese. What a new light on certain inconsistencies and, yet, a better understanding for me, an American.
And, speaking of light, the venue demonstrated the best use ever of mobile devices, as masses of humanity from who-knows-how-many homelands, cultures, and tongues stood together -- universally -- swaying and waving their hand-held devices turned to the "lantern" setting. Bravo!
Using AI to research, proofread, fix grammar or a crooked piece of syntax is perfectly fine. We do this with dictionaries and books---another technology which we no longer think as one. All that is fine. But using AI to articulate or distill your core ideas and your philosophical approach is showing that you have no genuine ideas of your own, no prolonged mediation on them, and no dwelling on the form or manner they can be communicated to others. I have little respect for people with such intellectual dishonesty and performance. While, it's criminal to think that one mistake should undo a body of work, it's also unpardonable that such a person doesn't own that mistake or their flaws or their lazy thinking. A person who doesn't own their flaws the way they celebrate their virtues doesn't deserve to be taken intellectually seriously.
Exactly, Frank. I completely agree.
I believe a struggling person may also suffer if he/she pauses long enough between making ends meet to ask, "Is this all there is?" Granted, a comfortable life does give one ample time to dwell on these matters of the heart.
I salute you for following your heart—as uncomfortable as it may sometimes be—but you definitely live a psychologically rich life. And not many can say they do.
You're right, Rachel. Also, I admit that many of the privileges I was born with gave me opportunities and ample time to seek the types of discomforts that lead to a psychologically rich. I got to choose many of my challenges, which many can rightfully argue come from having a comfortable life. That's why I won’t preach discomfort as strongly as Erik did—it would be hypocritical.
Good one, Nolan.
Shall we create a holy and sacred human writers pact to leave and rejoice in a few of those typos, especially that ones that glow like the fire of a thousand burning suns we see immediately after we push send? To preserve clues of our humanity?
Haha, why is it always after pressing send? I’m actually not down with the “be proud of your typos and errors” argument. But I’ll admit it makes me panic less when I find them after publishing and less rushed to fix things.
I tried using AI to generate income. Type in a topic or question. Select the parameters. Indicate the tone. And click. *Bleh* Soul-less. No voice. Totally lacking in passion.
Much more enjoyable (if not comfortable, per se), was seeing Mama Mia for the fourth time ... Swedish songs performed by British thespians in a Lisbon, Portugal, stadium. How curious that -- between the spoken words in the Queen's (King's?) English and the slurred words in song -- I found myself glancing increasingly at the screens at either side of the stage where the vocals were translated to Portuguese. What a new light on certain inconsistencies and, yet, a better understanding for me, an American.
And, speaking of light, the venue demonstrated the best use ever of mobile devices, as masses of humanity from who-knows-how-many homelands, cultures, and tongues stood together -- universally -- swaying and waving their hand-held devices turned to the "lantern" setting. Bravo!
loved reading this, Nolan. feels wrong to tear to quotes somehow
so, just an association
https://suno.com/s/6GO4m1t1zhvdJeGB
Thanks for sharing the song with me.
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