I had my first (obvious, to me, anyhow) interaction with AI not too long ago. I’m afraid it did nothing to encourage me regarding the state of humanness. In fact, I found it so odious that I am all the more nearer to smashing my smartphone and all of its siren songs along with it. Soon, soon.
As you may know, I am on two social media platforms: Instagram, which I am aiming to leave for a multitude of reasons, and Nostr, which I am currently enjoying on many levels (mainly, that people there share my allergy to algorithms, trolls, advertisements, loss of privacy, and loss of content ownership). Nostr, however, is in its infancy, and you will find far more Bitcoin geeks (lovable as many of them are) than homesteading accounts (although I am slowly finding them).
So I shared a bit about my hit-a-deer-sleep-in-a-tow-trucker-basement trip (see HERE for the full story), and far more immediate than immediately can possibly relay, I got this response:
Wow, it looks like you had quite an advent…