"It’s not exactly that I have a revulsion to AI-assisted content or don’t want to get fooled by it. It’s that something is happening where my brain has become the AI police because everything feels incredibly uncanny. I will be going about my day reading, watching, or listening to something and, suddenly, I notice that something is wildly off. Quite simply, I feel like I’m going nuts."
This reminds me of how I felt when reading a TechCrunch article the other day[1] - simply consuming news from what seems to be a 'reputable' source is now an exercise in metacognition.
I've recently pulled way back on the amount I read online. It just feels icky, and I'm much more comfortable reading a pre-2022 book which I know was written the old fashioned way. Even supposedly pre-2022 online content is suspect unless I personally archived it, though there are some sites I still trust not to play shenanigans with their back catalog.
This puts into words the very strong feelings I’ve had about AI. I’ll add that I can’t stand being in the room while family
is watching AI-generated YouTube videos. I don’t know how they can’t see it.
They act like I’m insane for thinking these are AI, or maybe insane for caring.
I want to go to a commune where we all live like it’s 2019.
I thought I was miserable during the Covid years, but now I’ve started to wax poetic about working from home, not having any obligations, and regularly baking bread with my partner.
(archive link to the article https://archive.is/rPLjp )
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"It’s not exactly that I have a revulsion to AI-assisted content or don’t want to get fooled by it. It’s that something is happening where my brain has become the AI police because everything feels incredibly uncanny. I will be going about my day reading, watching, or listening to something and, suddenly, I notice that something is wildly off. Quite simply, I feel like I’m going nuts."
This reminds me of how I felt when reading a TechCrunch article the other day[1] - simply consuming news from what seems to be a 'reputable' source is now an exercise in metacognition.
1. https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=48128391
I've recently pulled way back on the amount I read online. It just feels icky, and I'm much more comfortable reading a pre-2022 book which I know was written the old fashioned way. Even supposedly pre-2022 online content is suspect unless I personally archived it, though there are some sites I still trust not to play shenanigans with their back catalog.
This puts into words the very strong feelings I’ve had about AI. I’ll add that I can’t stand being in the room while family is watching AI-generated YouTube videos. I don’t know how they can’t see it.
They act like I’m insane for thinking these are AI, or maybe insane for caring.
I want to go to a commune where we all live like it’s 2019.
I thought I was miserable during the Covid years, but now I’ve started to wax poetic about working from home, not having any obligations, and regularly baking bread with my partner.
What is it that furries say? I will increase doing the fucking thing.