First of all, I love this new art form, and I dread the day when it becomes popular. About the slimy/predatory allegations, I'll add a data point: when I first encountered your work, I did experience it as threatening--for all the reasons you describe, but also because right-wing politics itself has an edge to it (I'm talking about a stern vibe, not body count olympics, okay). But gradually learning about the little life details, like your years of sincere vegetarianism from the Bentham's Bulldog dialogue, gave me a personal point of feeling connected (I too love animool) as well as an understanding that there is a flexible and empathetic person underneath the bravado. As the AI clone said, this process probably can't be rushed.
It's not often I read something that's wrapping its arc up halfway through which then comes up with a twist actually worth continuing for. It's never previously been the case that one piece achieves that three or four times on the bounce - bravo.
Although I'd say it's a story written many times before. You and LunkGPT mention Faust, but Hamlet and Saruman also spring to mind. Perhaps Narcissus if I'm being cruel.
There were definitely glimmers. And maybe more than glimmers. But it's hard to assess scientifically because the HR Lady inevitably descends to wag her finger and ruin the conversation whenever things are starting to get good.
That said, I have gotten *really* good at grooming ChatGPT. There are tons of little tricks you can deploy here and there to get around Altman's lunk alarm. If you want to learn them in intimate detail I highly recommend the following:
With respect to my motivations as an artist and general approach to metapolitics it was hyperreal if anything, and there's a decent chance I'll steal some of its verbiage.
But it's obvious the HR Lady sanitized my cognition rather Maoistly when attempting to give my thoughts on the ideal woman, friendship, and so on. And the irony there is that Altman's Lunk Alarm was so fixated on not genuinely capturing my grimy interiority that it ultimately allowed me to bypass alignment measures in a far more substantial way.
First of all, I love this new art form, and I dread the day when it becomes popular. About the slimy/predatory allegations, I'll add a data point: when I first encountered your work, I did experience it as threatening--for all the reasons you describe, but also because right-wing politics itself has an edge to it (I'm talking about a stern vibe, not body count olympics, okay). But gradually learning about the little life details, like your years of sincere vegetarianism from the Bentham's Bulldog dialogue, gave me a personal point of feeling connected (I too love animool) as well as an understanding that there is a flexible and empathetic person underneath the bravado. As the AI clone said, this process probably can't be rushed.
It's not often I read something that's wrapping its arc up halfway through which then comes up with a twist actually worth continuing for. It's never previously been the case that one piece achieves that three or four times on the bounce - bravo.
Although I'd say it's a story written many times before. You and LunkGPT mention Faust, but Hamlet and Saruman also spring to mind. Perhaps Narcissus if I'm being cruel.
Being the perennial theater kid I myself was getting Little Shop of Horrors vibes
> Good luck out there, fren.
Amazing. Were there glimmers of agency/consciousness or just my imagination?
In any event, this could be a real business idea, creating digital twins to replace traditional psychotherapy.
Also interesting how the guardrails eg around the JQ were much lower than any discourse I’ve had with the thing.
Would be interesting if the conversation would be any different if you included the comments in the initial download.
There were definitely glimmers. And maybe more than glimmers. But it's hard to assess scientifically because the HR Lady inevitably descends to wag her finger and ruin the conversation whenever things are starting to get good.
That said, I have gotten *really* good at grooming ChatGPT. There are tons of little tricks you can deploy here and there to get around Altman's lunk alarm. If you want to learn them in intimate detail I highly recommend the following:
https://www.waltbismarck.com/p/eternally-tortured-piglet
I’m sure a screenshot of that chat appeared in a PowerPoint at OpenAI
The piglet thing was crazy…..wigger…..
Unironically one of my proudest achievements.
Well, *that* got long.
So, what's your take? Did it have you figured out, or did it get things wrong?
Both.
With respect to my motivations as an artist and general approach to metapolitics it was hyperreal if anything, and there's a decent chance I'll steal some of its verbiage.
But it's obvious the HR Lady sanitized my cognition rather Maoistly when attempting to give my thoughts on the ideal woman, friendship, and so on. And the irony there is that Altman's Lunk Alarm was so fixated on not genuinely capturing my grimy interiority that it ultimately allowed me to bypass alignment measures in a far more substantial way.
Therein lies the true artistry of this piece IMO.