Read ‘em and weep boys. My bullshit is one-hundo-percent human.
(Generative) AI is like a brain-melting parasite that sucks the life out of its hosts’ ideas and creativity and moves on when stuffed, carrying the last of its meal on it as it feasts on other unwilling people. Also like how bees do with pollen and nectar, but in a less beautiful way.
(If that makes sense-)