The Really Real: 4 of 12

I'm sick of hearing about, and being forced to think about Artificial Intelligence.

Are you?

Where did this fervor come from?

It feels like a Pandora's Box was opened.

And while it seems that good can come from AI, when used as a tool, I suspect that large corporations see less the good than the bottom line.

Damn it, now human beings just cost too much!

How can we replace them?

We can keep them around, so that they buy our stuff. Other than that, what good are they?

I'm continually asked, even by the host of this site, WIX, if I would like a little help from my little bot friends. It's this constant inference that I can do better! Don't I want more?

Why does the Luddite in me scream

LEAVE ME ALONE!

The good changes I am waiting for have to do with my own spirit, my own soul.

I know very well what I don't want.

The things I do seek tend to just creep up on me, the way a sunrise or sunset does.

Or a full moon.

Awe casts its light and bathes you in it.

Like hearing from a friend unexpectedly. Or discovering a song.

Or some show you get addicted to.

I'm trying to avoid AI. I get annoyed by Siri.

I bought a Thomas Guide.

I live with typos and mistakes. Bad fashion.

Looking puffy. Missing a note.

What the fuck.

Not that I want to get sloppy.

I just want to enjoy or not enjoy being a human being

While I am around.

Crabby. Difficult. Funny. Weird. Shy. Uneasy. Paranoid. Kind. Emotional.

Passionate. Sad. Opinionated. Apologetic.

Just Real.