I am not a preacher by anyone’s warped or sundry imagination. I am not one whose life has been a sterling example of belief in God. I am actually just a guy who means well but screws up the meaning of well often enough to wonder about myself. I don’t know much either. I do learn from experience though, so I have that going for me.
I am not the sharpest knife in the drawer either. I mean, I do OK and I have learned a lot about running servers and even dabble in A.I. at times. Not to have them write for me though. What fun is that? If a person has A.I. writing for them, ask A.I. to write in cursive and see what happens. We are multifaceted, are we. You and I but not you and A.I. A.I. is only as good as its program and who writes those programs? People with a penchant for living in wormholes. A wormhole is required when learning code so that outside influences don’t crowd out the mind of those writing the code. It is rather insulting to have a scholar in code write thought processes to be part of our lives, don’t you think?
I think for myself as do you. Doesn’t mean I don’t occasionally use A.I. but I use it for code and not to bolster my presence on the web. I can screw up a piece of code as well as any A.I. can. Maybe better.
Put another way, I will be seventy-seven this Sunday the 28th. What are the chances A.I. will be around for seventy-seven years and do even half as much as I have done? Of course, I think so far outside the box that I am usually lost in space. I’ll take it as I am still drawing breath. There’s something to be said for breathing when you get down to brass tacks.
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