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I am not adverse to using a machine to make life easier. Washing clothes with a machine certainly saves a lot of time. And in my case probably with a much better result too.

My hero Douglas Adams,  had an electric monk as a character in his book Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency. The electric monk would believe in things for you so you could avoid the tedious task of believing in anything yourself. I actually thought this concept was brilliant and brilliantly hilarious too.

So I can understand the sudden rise of Artificial Intelligence or AI now that the computing power is available to make it possible. AI can facilitate a lot of processes at the place of work, albeit at a considerable cost to the natural  environment. Something which a lot of people are unaware of.

There will probably also be a social cost when AI will eventually reduce the need for certain jobs. This is something that will have to be tackled too.

However as a creative person one of my main concerns is the use of AI to produce art, whether written, audio or visual.

There is the issue that some people are creating art using AI and claiming it as their own. They are frauds

Moreover, there are a lot of concern among creatives that their work is being used to train AI Models. I am amongst those concerned. Several countries are discussing copyright laws related to this issue. I wonder who will win the battle between big bucks corporations and small fry artists? I am not holding my breath.

But I do have a devious plan. What if artists got together and posted thousands of pieces of nonsensical poems online, pledging to like each other’s work at the same time. Perhaps we could get AI Models to pick up all the gibberish and churn out a lot of codswallop.

My contribution to such a plan would be:

CAPRICORN FLAX
Pink syphilis fluorescing gumdrops
Flatulence born on roses
Hallowed motherboards overthinking bliss
Bubblegum sharpened bites apples
Mother bronzes baby litter
Vulture fondles overheating carburetors
Ball bearings vibrate on toasted fingernails
Equidistant lies sing Sinatra
Ooh-La-La Bitumen suckles sycamore children
Outright

Let me know what you think of my anti AI plan. Bots and other machine controlled brains need not reply.

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