AI Gets Angry

AI has become a go-to for tedious documents and letters, but who knew that it could be told to get angry? I asked it to, and it delivered.

Your email is absolutely infuriating! How dare you try to twist my feelings and words to suit your narrative. It is crystal clear that you have no regard for my boundaries or emotions, despite my repeated attempts to communicate them to you. Your gaslighting and attempts to downplay my feelings are despicable. You have the audacity to shift blame onto me for being angry about topics that you continuously bring up. It is not my responsibility to manage your inappropriate behavior.

Love Portal at 14th Street, Manhattan

Stop trying to manipulate the situation and take accountability for your actions. My feelings are valid, and your attempts to dismiss them only solidify my decision to cut off contact with you. I have no interest in engaging with someone who consistently disregards my feelings and boundaries. Your manipulative and disrespectful behavior has left me with no desire to continue any form of communication. Do not contact me again. Sincerely infuriated, The Anger in the Machine

Rags the guard dog from Woody Allen’s Sleeper

The problem is the lack of tone, the same words repeated in a predicable pattern, no typos, no tangents. It’s like Rags in Sleeper, too cute to take seriously. We’ll have to give it time.

If Only Reviewers Could Write Like This

I recently attended a conference in Kenyon College where one writing colleague, although young, was astounding in his engagement with the work.

“It’s…” Sean jabbed a finger out, pulled it back just as quick, snapping his fingers, once, twice, bowing his head, eyes closed. “I’m jiving with this. I totally am. I’m just riding this train until it gives out.” He paused, looking up. “Something is getting fucked, in a bad way.”

Sean would have made a great member of Love Portal, a group who once performed in NYC

“That’s exactly it. Unless you disagree.” He bent forward with kindness, reaching for her understanding. “It’s up for debate. I can’t remember what I said a second ago. Oh, right, yes. City life. Absolutely fascinating. I know nothing about it. I think that’s really very awesome. It all feels so urgent. Ardent. Just caring about—just caring about that. It’s a very cool thought.”

Love Portal at 14th Street Station

Lots of people busk in the New York subway, but there is no show like this. 20140204_184902Love Portal is comprised of three guys who dance crazily, bouncing off each other and the walls, in this instance to Steppenwolf’s Born to Be Wild. 20140204_184851 20140204_185003 20140204_185024I have no idea what any of it meant, and I don’t think they were too clear about that either. 20140204_185206Said the guy with pantyhose over his face to the guy in the body-stocking after it was over, “What’s your name again?”