i feel slow burns aren’t really a thing on tv anymore because I think so many showrunners/writers are afraid of being canceled that they will have the couple get together sooner rather than lets it simmer
started sterling point and you lot like to say that you want more yearning pathetic shy men in shows and you get ellis but now you're saying that you prefer the somewhat elitist rich guy who hates being rich oh spare me lite nate archibald
bessegato ha confermato che andrea e daniele sarebbero stati endgame nella terza stagione di prisma e io ora devo solo farmi fuori perché questa resterà la mia serie del cuore e non ci posso ancora credere che è stata cancella
everyone using the excuse of “i wouldn’t pass my college courses if i didn’t rely on chatgpt” fail then. how fucking shameful do you have to be. some of yall are trying to be doctors, teachers, engineers… and you can’t bother to learn these crafts without a robots’ help? girl.
ma come cazzo si fa a campare serenamente pensando che queste temperature saranno sempre di più la normalità e comunque dovremo continuare a performare andare a lavorare tutti i giorni, boh allucinante mi viene da piangere
your critique of ai cannot be entrenched in aesthetics because there will be a time when you see an ai image or hear an ai song and think "that looks/sounds good". your critique of ai must always be entrenched in the poisonous effect it has on people's brains and the planet.
They say books won’t change the world. Tell that to every colonizer who burned them. To every enslaved person who was punished for reading. Literacy is resistance. Literacy is liberation. The library is a battlefield.
So if I purchase a DVD and digitize it, that’s copyright infringement. But if an AI company buys my book and scans it to train their system, that’s perfectly fine? Once again, corporations are allowed to play by their own rules. I’m so sick of the hypocrisy.
I deeply miss the world before AI existed. I’m so exhausted from side eyeing videos, recoiling at tacky fonts, sepia tinted art, the messy blobs and blips of unmatched colors. It’s slowly sucking all the creative life out of the world while it physically destroys it.