Guest post by Tracy Chou yes, that’s elvis. he’s the coda of my very own chatgpt horror story … i share this as a cautionary tale about generative ai and the ways that it supercharges incompe…
I can make a safe assumption before reading the article that ChatGPT didn’t ruin the wedding, but rather somebody that was using ChatGPT ruined the wedding.
istg these people seem to roll “b-b-b-but <saltman|musk|sundar|…> gifted this technology to me personally, how could I possibly look this gift horse in the mouth” on the inside of their heads
do you think they ever got round to reading the article, or were they spent after coming up with “hmmmm I bet chatgpt didn’t somehow prompt itself” as if that were a mystery that needed solving
“blame the person, not the tools” doesn’t work when the tools’ marketing team is explicitly touting said tool as a panacea for all problems. on the micro scale, sure, the wedding planner is at fault, but if you zoom out even a tiny bit it’s pretty obvious what enabled them to fuck up for as long and as hard as they did
I can make a safe assumption before reading the article that ChatGPT didn’t ruin the wedding, but rather somebody that was using ChatGPT ruined the wedding.
“ChatGPT is good, but only if no one in a position of authority uses it”
Cool.
“This hammer can’t plan a wedding. Hammers are useless.”
almost all of your posts are exactly this worthless and exhausting and that’s fucking incredible
I get the feeling you’re exactly the kind of person who shouldn’t have a proompt, much less a hammer
no absolutely, I shouldn’t ever “have a proompt”, whatever the fuck that means
the promptfondlers really aren’t alright now that public opinion’s against the horseshit tech they love
istg these people seem to roll “b-b-b-but <saltman|musk|sundar|…> gifted this technology to me personally, how could I possibly look this gift horse in the mouth” on the inside of their heads
The worst kind of golem
(nevermind them doing the equivalent of rolling into someone else’s lounge then stripping down and getting comfortable on the couch, without asking)
why would you say something so inane my god
do you think they ever got round to reading the article, or were they spent after coming up with “hmmmm I bet chatgpt didn’t somehow prompt itself” as if that were a mystery that needed solving
I had to take a nap after my profound thoughts.
wankery will do that to a man
“blame the person, not the tools” doesn’t work when the tools’ marketing team is explicitly touting said tool as a panacea for all problems. on the micro scale, sure, the wedding planner is at fault, but if you zoom out even a tiny bit it’s pretty obvious what enabled them to fuck up for as long and as hard as they did
what if the person in question is also a tool
oh gods they’re multiplying