People like expressing themselves, to know and be known is kinda what life is all about, and I have no idea how to meaningfully engage with someone who sees that opportunity as a burden to be alleviated. Hope you find both joy and peace today man

The difference is whether we’re engaging with one another collectively or being engaged by a machine in isolation. If we couldn’t tell the difference we would be “cooked” and it would be “so over” as the kids say. This is why it’s important to care about the human element, freebasing materialism has apparently caused you to dismiss your fellow man as confusing baggage

Further, this (thankfully) doesn’t seem very well-recieved, I would say in large part because it is thoughtless, souless, trite, mechanized slop. It’s making a room full of countercultural system-smashers who would otherwise agree with at least the general sentiment stop and think that you suck too

The impactful thing here is your output, not that of the slop machine, and I don’t think it’s having the influence you’d hope for mr. downvote

Your only point is:

1. If it supports my ideology it’s good

From a human perspective it’s icky and you come across like 1950s propaganda to make commies look bad. When people express themselves they… you know what, I’m just gonna leave it at “ai sucks”. Simulated human output, our entire selves slurped up and analyzed to be extruded by a corporation, if your self-defined “marxist perspective” has an excuse for that it can eat my ass

Curse this ai slop. The fake crayon thing is really bugging me, like. Crack open a box and put a few hours in if you mean it, super accessible style

Hard pass on the core concept here. I’m really enjoying a community of people just posting because they want to, it’s like the internet I grew up with and loved. Why would would you want to bring in people trying to squeeze a buck out of that? Growth isn’t an inherently good thing

The only good empire is a collapsed empire. Fingers crossed China gets around to liberating our concentration camps before their heel turn