You Scream Into the Void but the Rate Limit Has Been Exceeded. Nobody Can Hear You Scream.
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- It’s such a strange thing to be stuck in as an artist. You just want to share your art, maybe find opportunities, stay connected to your friends… but it feels like you’re required to become a servant to the digital output machine. (View Highlight)
- In terms of a fictional Utopian reality; chefs, set designers, writers, and artists can live side by side with replicators and holodecks.
In a capitalist reality they cannot. (View Highlight)
- I don’t think AI is a bad thing. I reel at the suggestion that only humans should be allowed to make art. It makes me uncomfortably squirm. Crawl up the walls even. I don’t think we need to make it a point of what is superior or inferior. Most of the arguments seem like grasping for straws because we all know that it might end up not being a good thing, but we can’t really fight capitalism so we fight AI art. (View Highlight)
- I’m at a place right now where I wonder how can we take it back? How can we reclaim what the internet was and should have been? Can this damage be undone?
I think maybe the people using text based AI services, trying to jailbreak the AI to get it to say naughty things so they can do some sexting with it, might be a bigger source of hope than those condemning the technology entirely. I’m rooting for the perverts polluting the language models. Save us. Your horniness is our only hope.
When every aspect of our online existence is monetized, going against the unread terms and conditions anyone I Agree’d to is the only type of rebellion that is left. (View Highlight)
- It occurred to me that browsing social media is people’s idea of browsing the internet. That’s it. That’s the internet. Rubbing a glass screen with one finger.
I wondered that maybe all this is just one giant tech-literacy thing. (View Highlight)
- Maybe if people were given an understanding of how “the internet” used to be we would all have highers standards.
The old-school concept of browsing the internet (and I know, I sound old) was randomly putting in phrases in search engines to see what new things I could discover. Then I would share those new and interesting things with friends (email pen-pals, chatrooms, forums) who were also discovering new and interesting things. New and interesting things being personal websites, Flash games, videos… Not social media posts. (View Highlight)
- . Most of tech-literacy comes from snarky Tweets or popular social media posts, and that’s not what I mean. I mean, actually encouraging people to really look at how things run, how they used to be, create an educated desire for alternatives… Maybe we could free ourselves from this. Future generations deserve a better internet and I’m afraid they will never know how it could have been. (View Highlight)
- As long as you can still host your own website, run your own blog, and encourage people to participate in that type of online existence there’s hope.
Do it yourself. DIY is what the internet is at heart. (View Highlight)
You Scream Into the Void but the Rate Limit Has Been Exceeded. Nobody Can Hear You Scream.
Metadata
Highlights
- It’s such a strange thing to be stuck in as an artist. You just want to share your art, maybe find opportunities, stay connected to your friends… but it feels like you’re required to become a servant to the digital output machine. (View Highlight)
- In terms of a fictional Utopian reality; chefs, set designers, writers, and artists can live side by side with replicators and holodecks.
In a capitalist reality they cannot. (View Highlight)
- I don’t think AI is a bad thing. I reel at the suggestion that only humans should be allowed to make art. It makes me uncomfortably squirm. Crawl up the walls even. I don’t think we need to make it a point of what is superior or inferior. Most of the arguments seem like grasping for straws because we all know that it might end up not being a good thing, but we can’t really fight capitalism so we fight AI art. (View Highlight)
- I’m at a place right now where I wonder how can we take it back? How can we reclaim what the internet was and should have been? Can this damage be undone?
I think maybe the people using text based AI services, trying to jailbreak the AI to get it to say naughty things so they can do some sexting with it, might be a bigger source of hope than those condemning the technology entirely. I’m rooting for the perverts polluting the language models. Save us. Your horniness is our only hope.
When every aspect of our online existence is monetized, going against the unread terms and conditions anyone I Agree’d to is the only type of rebellion that is left. (View Highlight)
- It occurred to me that browsing social media is people’s idea of browsing the internet. That’s it. That’s the internet. Rubbing a glass screen with one finger.
I wondered that maybe all this is just one giant tech-literacy thing. (View Highlight)
- Maybe if people were given an understanding of how “the internet” used to be we would all have highers standards.
The old-school concept of browsing the internet (and I know, I sound old) was randomly putting in phrases in search engines to see what new things I could discover. Then I would share those new and interesting things with friends (email pen-pals, chatrooms, forums) who were also discovering new and interesting things. New and interesting things being personal websites, Flash games, videos… Not social media posts. (View Highlight)
- . Most of tech-literacy comes from snarky Tweets or popular social media posts, and that’s not what I mean. I mean, actually encouraging people to really look at how things run, how they used to be, create an educated desire for alternatives… Maybe we could free ourselves from this. Future generations deserve a better internet and I’m afraid they will never know how it could have been. (View Highlight)
- As long as you can still host your own website, run your own blog, and encourage people to participate in that type of online existence there’s hope.
Do it yourself. DIY is what the internet is at heart. (View Highlight)