AI writing believable and coherent words is both fascinating and terrifying, particularly to writers. Then arises the instinct to use it as a creative tool, followed by the impulse to edit and workshop the output.
2. No it’s not a real affair because you can’t have an affair with inanimate objects.
3. I am a writer (so your No True Scotsman implication doesn’t work here) and it’s neither fascinating nor terrifying. The only people who feel threatened by it are bullshit artists worried they will get out bullshited.
As for fascination and terror, it is not about GPT-3 itself, but the larger question of our utility in the face of an imagined AI’s eventual capability. Heck, some degree of novelty can be generated by Markov chains, chatbots or Mad Libs.
Further, the fact you are implying the dead are more important than the living dealing with loss would make me a the values by which you determine what is sacred.
I'm curious how informed your opinion is by the way. You say you're a writer but that doesn't mean much in this context since this technology is very new and most people aren't catching on yet. Have you tried out the recent tools like conversation.ai? Do you use tools like MarketMuse?
Writers aren't too expensive you're right - I pay $.04-.06 per word for the 10 that I employ. But depending on the scale, level of competition, and return potential bringing in more AI gets attractive and could be necessary at some point.
My point in my comment was just that if you're a writer and aren't paying attention to these new AI tools you could end up getting blindsided at some point or you might see your pay decrease and be left wondering why
And no I do not write ad content for the web nor will I ever get a computer to write my feelings for me. Not in 5 years, not in 10 years, not whatever you tell your up-incoming investors. The fact that writing about personal grief and marketmuse are being equated as like things is rather disturbing, in a sociopathic/psychopathic sort of way.
Judging by all of these comments I believe I may just be in the wrong place and that hacker-news is no longer for people like myself.
I was talking about copywriting more than whatever it is you do so I should have been more clear. Good job rage quitting HN btw, hopefully you feel better today lol.
"The fact that writing about personal grief and marketmuse are being equated as like things is rather disturbing, in a sociopathic/psychopathic sort of way" MarketMuse doesn't write content so this just shows you don't know what you're talking about
I will tell you how it felt for me. I felt I had lost half of myself. I felt I had lost my right arm. I felt I had lost my left leg. I felt I had lost my tongue. I felt I had lost my heart. I felt I had lost my mind. I felt I had lost my eyes. I felt I had lost my ears. I felt I had lost my breath. I felt I had lost my voice. I felt I had lost my smile. I felt I had lost my laugh. I felt I had lost my tears. I felt I had lost my future. I felt I had lost my past. I felt I had lost my parents, as well. I felt I had lost everything. I felt I had lost everything.
And yet, I did not lose everything. I did not stop being me. I did not stop existing. There were things I could do: I could make my bed, I could wash the dishes, I could walk the dog, I could feed myself, I could live in the world.
Thank you sweet Robot.I guess there really isn't. To me this reads like a kindergartener proudly listing all the body parts they know. Or some program repeating words it was given (which is what this actually is). It's not deep or touching at all because it's so comically bad.
The AI portions as the chorus of a song carrying the mood of the more specific bits written by the human.
I also thought the bit I quoted was evocative of my own process of grief. At first you are shattered. You've lost half yourself. You've lost everything. Then, in the slightest most mundane ways, you heal. I can make the bed. I can live in the world.
However I will say that my comments have far more to do with tact than taste.
And yes poor sweet grieving robot. To bad her sister GPT-2 died when she was much younger.