An interview with ChatGPT-4 — Note: as is probably clear, this article is half-written by AI; I simply treated ChatGPT-4 like an interview subject. The “author” of each part is clearly denoted. Everything I wrote is in italics. Rowen: Hello. How are you doing today? GPT-4: Hello! As an AI language model, I don’t have…

A poetic definition — love (ləv), verb, loved, lover, loving. 1. to give. 2. to receive. 3. (of family) to grow a house. 4. (of God) to build the heavens and the earth; to create. 5. …

A conversation with ChatGPT-4 — Rowen: Hello, Gpt-4. Today, I’d like to to talk to you about rape culture. GPT-4: Hello, I’m here to help and engage in a meaningful discussion about rape culture. Rape culture is a term used to describe a social environment in which sexual violence is normalized, excused, or even encouraged…

A poetic commentary on American ideals — I can get you whatever you like. Pie, maybe? Coffee, that, like all material, is endless — Didn’t you say you were all American? I have a flag for you, or a gun, or a lie. I can tell you the universe is the shape of your comforts if you like. It’s…

An evaluation — Forward: as is probably clear, this article is half-written by AI; the purpose is simply to test ChatGPT’s ability to evaluate both simple arguments and complex prose, including the Logical Problem of Evil. While I added backlinks to some of ChatGPT’s statements for ease and clarity, none of the text…

On CLIP-Guided Diffusion as a tool for poetry reading — Despite my apprehensions that the new algorithms for art creation will amplify the exploitation of talented artists, I haven’t been able to stop myself from messing around with AI art. In part, it’s the uncertainty; having little ability to control or predict whether a new piece will be beautiful or…

A reflection — I’ve been thinking about the ordinary. While we all attempt to return to a “new normal,” normality itself is often seen as an insult. In American culture, to call a work presentation or outfit or store or grade or park or person “average” is almost always a symptom of disappointment. …

An analysis of the ethics surrounding meat consumption — I just ate bacon for the first time in fifteen years. My motivation? I’d forgotten the taste. Now, having eaten it, I have to admit it was strange. …

A silly poem, supposedly — When I was a kid, we used DVDs, people watched MTV, no one Zoomed, and Googling was a brand new thing. When I was a kid, cell phones weren’t “smart” yet. No one really foresaw the pandemic, or Trump, or AI art besides “The Simpsons” and Issac Asimov. When I…