If You Can’t Be Bothered To Write It, I Can’t Be Bothered To Read It
A blogger I follow just recently admitted that they used AI to write a post for them, rather than missing what they feel is a day on their blogging schedule (but it’s okay, they said, because they guided the AI through prompts and told it the sort of feel they wanted for the post, and how to “write” in the style of the blogger, and they made sure to edit it afterward).
I’m paraphrasing someone else’s quote that I’ve seen going around the internet, which is basically: if you can’t be bothered to write it, I can’t be bothered to read it.
I put so much more value on writing made by an actual human being over the slop that AI craps forth into the world. I don’t care if you miss your deadline, if what you’re creating is your own work. I don’t care if your grammar isn’t impeccable, or your spelling, or how much your sentences run on (or however many parentheticals you use). Something you create yourself (and this applies to art, music, and whatever other areas AI is spreading itself all over and throughout like a plague) has infinitely greater value than anything a hypercharged autocorrect machine will ever put out into the world.
How can you be proud of something you put your name on when it was kit-bashed together by a piece of copyright infringement software? Even if what you write is terrible (which everyone does sometimes), even if it just lays on the page like a rotting fish, it’s still got more soul than anything AI is going to grab and vomit out.
This is my hill.
If you feel that words created by humans still mean something in the world, please do climb up here and die upon it with me.
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