generative AI literally makes me feel like a boomer. people start talking about how it can be good to help you brainstorm ideas and i’m like oh you’re letting a computer do the hard work and thinking for you???

There are many difficult things that were replaced with technology, and it wasn't a bad thing. Washing machine replaces washing clothes by hand. Nothing wrong with that. Spinning wheel replaces drop spindle. Nothing wrong with that.

Generative AI replaces thinking. The ability to think for yourself will always be important. People that want to control and oppress you want to limit your ability to think for yourself as much as possible, but continuing to practice it allows you to resist them.

"This tool replaces thinking," is a technology problem we (humans) have faced before. It's a snark that I've seen pro-AI contenders take as well: I bet these same people would have complained about calculators! And books!

Well. They did, at the time. 

We have records from centuries -- even millennia back -- of scholars at the time complaining that these new-fangled "books" were turning their students lazy; why, they can barely recite any poems in their entirety any more! And there are people still alive today who remember life before widely available calculators, and some of them complained -- then and now -- that bringing them into schools dealt a ruinous blow to math education, and now these young people don't even know how to use a slide-rule.

And the thing is:

They weren't wrong.

The human brain can, when called on, perform incredible feats of memorization. Bards and skalds of old could memorize and recite poems and epics that were thousands of lines long. This is a skill that is largely lost to most of the population. It's not needed any more, and so it is not practiced.

There is a definite generational gap, between the people who were trained on slide-rules and reckoning and the generation that was taught on calculators. There came a year, when that first generation grew up and entered the workforce, when you suddenly started encountering grown adults who could not do math -- not even the very basic arithmetic needed to count down from one hundred. I would go into a shop, buy an item for sixteen dollars, give the cashier a twenty and a one because I want a fiver back, and have them stare at the money in incomprehension -- what do? They don't know how to subtract sixteen from twenty-one. They don't know how to calculate a fifteen-percent tip. They did not exercise the parts of their brain that handle this, because they always had a calculator to do it for them.

Nowadays, newer point-of-sale machines compensate for this; they will automatically calculate and dispense the change, no subtraction necessary on the part of the operator. Nowadays everyone carries a phone, and every phone carries a calculator, so if you need to do these calculations, the tool is right there. As more and more transactions go electronic and card, and cash fades further and further out of daily life, these situations happen less and less; it's not a problem that most people can't do math (until it is.)

The people who complained that these tools-that-replace-thinking would reduce the ability of the broad population to exercise these cognitive skills weren't wrong. It's simply that, as the pace of life changed, the environment changed so that in day-to-day life these skills were largely unnecessary.

So.

Isn't this, ChatGPT and Generative AI, just the latest in a long series of tool-replaces-thought that has, broadly, worked out well for us? What's different about this?

Well, two things are different.

1) In the previous instances of tool-replaces-thinking, the cognitive skill that it replaced was a discrete and, on a day-to-day basis, unnecessary outlay of energy. Most people don't need to memorize thousands of lines of poetry, or anything else for that matter. Most people don't need to do more than cursory levels of math on a day to day basis. 

This, however, is different. The cognitive skill that is being obsoleted here is more than "how to write essay" or "identify what is the capital of Rhode Island." It encompasses the entire field of being able to generate new thoughts; of being able to consider and analyze new information; of being able to follow logical trains to their conclusions; of being able to order your thoughts to construct rational arguments; or indeed of being able to express yourself in any structured way. These cognitive tools are not occasional use; they are every day, all the time. 

2) In the previous instances of tool-replaces-thinking, the tool was good at what it did.

Calculators may have replaced reckoning, but calculators are also pretty good at what they do. The calculator will, as long as you give the right input, give the right answer. ChatGPT cannot be relied on to do this. ChatGPT will tell you, confidently and unhesitantly and dangerously, that 2+2=5, and it will not care that it is wrong.

Books may have replaced memorization, and books certainly could be wrong; but a fact, once in a book, is pretty stable and steady. There is not a risk that the Guy Who Owns All The Encylopedias might wake up one day and decide -- to pick a purely hypothetical example -- that the Gulf of Mexico is called something else, and suddenly all the encyclopedias say that.

Generative AI fails on both these counts. It fails on every count. It's inaccurate, it's unethical, it's unreliable, it's wrong.

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I remember some time ago seeing someone say (it was a video about medieval footwear, actually) that "humans have a great energy-saving system: if we can be lazy about something, we are."

This is not a ethical judgment about humans; this is how life works. Animals -- including humans -- will not do something the hard way if they can do it the easy way; this basic principle of conservation of resources is universal and morally neutral. Cognition is biologically expensive, and though our environment is not what it once was, every person still goes through every day choosing what is valuable enough to expend resources on and what is not.

Because of this, I don't know if there is any solution, here. I think pushing back against the downhill flush of the-easy-way-out is a battle both uphill and against the tide.

So I'll just close with this warning, instead: 

Generative AI is a tool that cannot be trusted. Do not use it to replace thought.

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We need like a month where nothing happens and there's no repercussions we all just stay in bed and hibernate and nothing goes wrong

Rest In Peace Chadwick Boseman. You will be sorely missed and always remembered

anyone else feel physically and viscerally sick at the news about chadwick boseman, i literally am shaking with an overwhelming amount of emotion. i just. i can’t believe he’s really gone. i can’t believe he’s been battling this for 4 years. in 2018 when we all thought he was on the top of the world, black panther was out and he was untouchable, he was dealing with advanced stage cancer. fucking hell. this doesn’t feel real.

marry me.

pairing: akaashi keiji x female!reader

request: no? but i’m crying

warnings: swearing, angst angst angst, crying, yeah this is one of those

a/n: this hurt so bad omfg

hohoho that’s some fine ass man right there.

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weeb husband!ushijima x reader smut

warnings: marriage kink??, size kink, creampie, slight cum play, reader makes an ahegao face, ushi goes feral, panty sniffing??, so much fucking dirty talk jfc, big cock little pussy, reader cosplays as bunny girl senpai, lowkey choking, breeding kink, u can feel ushi’s cock in ur stomach LOLL, ushi lowkey is a bad husband for a bit🤥, just pwp tbh

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There are few things Ushijima Wakatoshi values most in the world with that empty head of his.

Volleyball. His dad. Anime. And you, his wife, ig. (if he’s thinking with his balls, that juicy cunt of yours would make the list too though)

Speaking of volleyball and anime, that’s all your husband has been focusing for the past few weeks. You’d think that now that volleyball season is over, he’d pay more attention to you. His hot, sexy, and ever so lonely wife. You mean, all those nights he spent away from your shared apartment, all those missed dates due to late practices, all the times he’s passed out from exhaustion immediately after coming home and before greeting you, must mean now that he has more free time, Ushijima would at least spend a little more time with his wife. Give you a little more TLC if you will.

But no. It’s like volleyball season isn’t even over. Now that you’re husband and wife, high school sweethearts at that and no longer newlyweds either, he’s gotten a little lax with the romance. The man child spends his whole day replaying volleyball matches on his phone and watching anime like a damn junior high kid. Don’t get it wrong though, you have nothing against anime and volleyball. Inherently. You’re so very happy that your Wakatoshi is so passionate about what he does. It’s just, these passions take up all of his time. Leaving no Wakatoshi left for you.

He doesn’t even watch his videos in the living room or in your shared bedroom where you can cuddle up next to him while he watches the day away. No. Ushijima spends every waking day and almost every night cooped up in his “man cave”. And away from you. (His man cave is really just the spare guest room full of his extra volleyball equipment, his computer set up, his workout equipment, and anime merchandise)“No tiddies allowed,” he says when you beg him to let you in. “It’s torture for both of us baby. You know how much I love those girls.” He really just likes to be alone when he’s concentrating on volleyball but spends all of his time in there for convenience. Asshole. Even though the volleyball season is over, you almost never see your sexy ass hunk of husband unless he comes out occasionally to eat something other than junk food he consumes in the stupid man cave you’ve grown to despise. Afterall, that man cave is the reason you haven’t gotten a taste of Waka’s horse cock in so damn long. And damn, you sure are starving.

God, does your weeb ass husband spend all his time on anime and volleyball instead of tending to his wife’s needs. At this point, you’ve grown to hate seeing Ushijima’s beloved “waifus” because of how much it deprives you of your husband’s absolute coochie destroyer cock. It’s gotten to the point where you threatened to kick him out of the shared room if he didn’t move his Sakurajima Mai, Fujiwara Chika, and all of his other beloved anime girls away from the bedroom and out of your view as he rearranges your guts. Though, Ushijima begged and pleaded for you to let him keep his bunny girl Sakurajima Mai nendoroid on his nightstand, which you begrudgingly did.

But thank god for bunny girl senpai now, you think to yourself with a devilish smirk adorning your horny, scheming self as you admire the outfit you’ve been planning for a couple weeks now. You’d finally had enough of Ushijima’s negligence one day when yet again, he was stuck in his man cave. So, as you hatefully glared at your husband’s beloved nendoroid one day, a brilliant idea struck. A brilliant idea that will hopefully get you some much needed dick.

Now, 10 business days waiting for your special outfit were nothing in comparison to the months you’ve gone without the attention of your stupid husband. You admire your handiwork in your full length mirror. A tight, swimsuit-like sexy leather jumpsuit accentuates your curvy figure perfectly while sheer tights cover your luscious thighs and lovely legs. Separate wrist straps and a cute little bowtie adorn your wrists and neck. And everything comes together as you place a floppy bunny headband atop your perfectly styled hair and finish the look off with sexy black heels. There’s no way your weeb ass husband would be able to resist his sexy wife cosplaying as his favorite anime waifu just for him, right?

You fantasize about all the nasty things Waka would do to you as soon as he caught sight of your special little outfit. Hopefully, your guts would be rearranged and sweet cunt dripping with Ushi’s thick cum after tonight. God, your pussy flutters at the thought. After some finishing touches to your makeup and giving yourself a few reassuring smirks for practice, you are ready to finally confront your husband and let him hit.

Of course, he’s in his man cave again after coming out shortly to eat dinner.

“I’ll be in our room tonight baby girl don’t worry,” Ushi said to your bestest pouty face. “I’m still a pro volleyball athlete. I need to be analyzing game plays and getting stronger.”

The needy makeout session he gave as an apology left you wanting more, more, and more. And now, you’re about to get what you want. You’re sure of it.

Making sure to put on your best pouty face that you knew he couldn’t resist, you slyly knock on the door of his man cave.

“Toshi? Please let me in. I miss my hubby,” you say cutely with a discreet evil smirk on your face.

You could literally see a “?” pop over your husband head as he replies through the door, “What? Baby you know I’m watching some game replays. No tiddies allowed remember?”

You audibly stomp your heel. The weeb is probably watching anime, not replays. “Baby… Please…” You force a sad croak into your voice and let a carefully planned frustrated tear slip out.

Ushijima sighs loudly but you can hear him walk over to the door to see what you want from him. You almost jump for joy but quickly put on the cute little facade you had going on to seduce your husband.

“What is it baby g-“ Ushijima rubs his face tiredly, cracking open the door of the man cave and peeking his head out, before stopping dead in his tracks.

You almost drop out of character to grin evilly at him but quickly stop yourself. Twirling a piece of your hair and looking at him shyly you say, “What babe? Do you like my little surprise?” You turn around to show him the cute little bunny tail adorning the top of your cute little ass.

Ushijima’s eyes go wide with shock as he mutters a little “fuck” to himself and opens the door completely to get a good view of his sexy wife.

In an instant, your husband presses himself up against your petite body, gathering you up in his arms and groping your cute little body sensually. Even wearing heels, you are so much smaller than his large, muscular athlete’s frame. Even though he is wearing grey sweats and an oversized Shiratorizawa alumni shirt, you could still see the outline of Ushijima’s thick muscles. And the growing outline of his massive cock. You look deep into his hungry olive eyes, feeling like a horny teenage girl again.

“Now, what do we have here, baby? What is my naughty little wife up to now?” He practically growls into your ear, lightly pressing kisses up and down your side profile.

You give him a slight smirk, lightly tracing against the grooves of his toned biceps and tugged at soft tufts of his hair. God, everything about this man turns you the fuck on. “What? A wife can’t treat her husband every now and then?”

He loses it. He picks your little frame up and wraps your sexy legs around his waist. His veiny, ring adorned hands grabs your face to smash your lips against his. You hungrily grip at his hair as Ushi shoves his tongue down your throat.

“Fuck you don’t know what you do to me baby,” he groans against your lips and practically runs into the bedroom to properly ravage you, stupid ass man cave long forgotten.

God, Ushi is so fucking strong. With a heavy grunt, your little body is thrown against the bed, with Ushijima on his knees with a hungry look on his face towering over you. You clench your tiny cunt in anticipation and greed, already dripping at the sight.

“Is this all for me? Bunny girl senpai Sakurajima Mai? My cute little wife shouldn’t have,” Ushijima gropes your cute little ass and gives you a slight teasing smile. “But my favorite outfit on you is seeing you all bare and pretty just for your husband.”

And with that, your little cosplay outfit is ripped off of your sweet little body as Ushi climbs on top of you and practically devours your lips like a starved man. You let out a sweet moan against his lips and grasp at his toned back.

Until you are just in your sheer tights and bunny ears haphazardly clinging for dear life on top of your head. Ushijima suddenly stops and stares at your disheveled state. You whine and tug at his chest for more.

“What’s wrong baby? You don’t like it, don’t you?” You say sadly, looking to the side.

Ushijima seems to go even more wild at your words, pupils blown out at this point. He caresses your thighs, secretly his favorite part of you. “What are you talking about baby? Fuck, what a naughty little girl you are. No bra? My favorite lacy black panties? Naughty little wives deserve to get punished by their husbands.” He growls and lunges for your tights, ripping them off in one go and smoothly sliding your soaked panties off.

“Fuck, oh my fucking god. What a whore. My sweet little adorable wifey is just a needy little whore isn’t she? Look at your panties. Soaked already and all I’ve done is just kiss you. Fuck,” he practically growls, gripping your panties with his left, ring adorned hand.

You whine and clench your thighs with lusty desire. You’ve been with Ushijima since you were both 16, still young and in high school. And in the almost decade you’ve been together, being intimate, he’s never been a man of words. He’s vocal, yes, with loud grunts and moans as he ravages your cunt. Maybe a praise here and there. But all this dirty talk is so new to you. You grin wildly as you realize feeding into your husband’s weeb desires must’ve been your greatest idea yet and has unlocked a secret side of Ushi.

And then he does the unthinkable. With a hungry look in his wild eyes, Wakatoshi lifts your panties up to his nose and takes a huge whiff. And licks a long stripe along the dampened spot from your arousal. Oh my god you almost came at the sight.

“Fuck baby. You smell and taste so fucking good. And all for me? My sweet little wife all bare just for me? Dripping just for me? I must be in heaven, baby,” he groans into your panties. You want to jump his bones on the spot but your cunt throbs too much for you to even get up. So you just whimper and tug on his sweats.

Before you realize it, he’s naked in all his glory, clothes scattering the bedroom floor. His tan skin looks almost golden, glistening with sweat. He looks so so so big and sexy towering over you like that. And you look so so so small and sweet underneath him, Ushi wants to absolutely just ruin you.

Don’t even start on that fucking cock too. How did your sad little pussy so go long without its best friend? So long, so thick, so fucking gorgeous. Veins run up and down the red, angry shaft. The tip is weeping with glistening creamy pearls. And to top it all off, his perfect cock is so fucking hard with the slightest curve upwards that just begs to kiss your cervix. And it’s all yours.

Years of sex, and you still go speechless at the sight of the absolute perfection that is Wakatoshi’s cock. You go slack jawed with hunger and lust, rising up to worship his cock properly before Ushi grips your neck and forces you back down on the bed. You almost cum, eyes rolling to the back of your head as Ushi leans down to whisper in your ear.

“Nuh-uh baby girl. I think your sweet little cunt deserves a treat, doesn’t it? I don’t think I can handle any longer without being inside that adorable, tight pussy of yours. Next time though, baby,” Ushijima grins, veiny hand still around your neck making your head spin. You nod.

And with that, one around your neck and one hand gripping your face lovingly, he inserts the mushroom head of his cock into your hungry cunt and stares deep into your eyes. He’s always been so into eye contact during sex and you can never get enough of it.

It feels so fucking good you almost explode and clench against his tip. He chuckles darkly and pauses his hips.

“All these years of fucking like rabbits and you’re still so tight and horny for this cock huh? My sweet little wife. Mine, all mine. You’re gonna take this cock in that tight pussy of yours and you’re gonna like it!” He sheathes his entire veiny cock inside of your wet cunt and groans loudly. You’re so damn wet he just slides right in, raw.

You scream and shut your eyes in pleasure. Your little pussy can’t handle so much cock at once, and you lose it. Panting, moaning, cursing, you lose it against his cock, coming hard and fast.

Ushi curses loudly. “Fuck. I just stuck it in and you’re already coming against my cock. What a sweet little girl. I’m gonna fucking ruin you.”

He pulls out until just the tip remains and bottoms out again, kissing your cervix in the process and caressing all the right places. God you just hug his cock just right.

He didn’t even give you time to come down from your high before snapping his hips against yours wildly. Each time he thrusts, the red tip of his cock kisses your cervix lewdly while his balls slap against your ass. You blush a bright red while you stick out your little pink tongue and cross your eyes in absolute euphoria as you grasp at the bed sheets.

At this point, Ushijima has lost himself in pussy and breaks eye contact to watch his big cock enter your little cunt at a wild speed. That is, until you just let out the most delicious, most beautiful high pitched moan he has ever heard. Like straight out of a hentai. He speeds up his wild thrusts and looks back into your eyes.  

And what he saw makes him go absolutely fucking feral.

Your sweet little erotic face twisted up in pleasure from his cock? A textbook example of the infamous ahegao face he sees in his hentai. Your pink tongue stuck out in pleasure was dripping with drool down your chin and onto your neck, making it the most erotic scene he has ever witnessed in the bedroom with you.

“Ahhhh, AHHHHHH! Toshi, Toshi!” you scream.

“And just when I thought my wife couldn’t get any hotter. An ahegao face? Just from your greedy little cunt taking this fat cock? Fuck, baby girl. You treat me so well,” he growls out in pleasure and removes his hand from your neck to shove his fingers into your whining, screaming mouth, making you suck on his thumb, veiny fingers gripping your face and the ring on his finger glistening with drool. “You’re mine baby. All mine. My perfect, sexy little wife. My Mrs. Ushijima, fuck!”

He thrusts, even harder, even deeper into your tiny cunt. He’s amazed at how well you’re taking his huge cock. Each thrust leads the mushroom head of his cock to kiss your cervix and threaten to enter your womb. You’re an incoherent mess, still sucking on Waka’s fingers like the dumb whore you are, spasming around his cock. Yet again, the pleasure is just too much for you and your orgasm washes over you like a tsunami. The curve of Ushi’s cock is hitting all the right places and has you drooling around his fingers.

He places his other hand on the base of your tummy. “You feel that baby? That’s my cock stuffing you full to the brimming. Can you feel it? So deep in your tummy? My big cock stuffing your tiny cunt so much that it can barely fit.”

With your second orgasm having your tight cunt become even tighter and wetter against his cock, the pleasure just becomes too much for Ushijima too. He takes his hand out of your mouth and caresses your hair. Waka ruts even harder, even faster into your sweet pussy.

“Oh my god! Fuck, baby! You’re so good to me! You’re gonna take this cock, right? Take all of it, take all of it until you’re round and plump with our babies! How would you like that? For me to breed your sweet cunt like it deserves? Fuucckk!” He screams out in pleasure as thick white ropes paint your insides until you’re so full with cock and cum your head is spinning and your vision goes completely white.

The cum does not stop coming. With Ushi’s healthy lifestyle, hefty balls and big cock, there’s so much cum it starts leaking out of your weeping pussy.

You’re speechless from the intense pleasure. Your eyes are rolled to the back of your head while your body goes completely limp and your breath comes out in pants.

Ushi caresses your face lovingly, pulling his softening cock out. Your pussy immediately gushes with cum, and the sight of it makes him go lightheaded but he gently shoves his cum back inside your dripping cunt. You take his fingers to lick off the excess in your hazy, pleasure-induced state. He almost lost it again but you whine and pull him down next to you and snuggle against his sweaty chest.

“You don’t know how much I needed that Toshi. I missed my husband,” you mumble sadly into his chest.

Ushijima’s heart swells at the sight and he wraps his arms around your tiny frame protectively. “I’m sorry, baby girl. I have been a bad husband lately, haven’t I? I hope I made it up to you now. I promise I’ll spend more time with my wife. I promise, baby. I missed you too. I really do want to start a family with you. I do. Please give me a child. Our own Ushijima family. I love you so fucking much baby. You’re so good to me.” He rambles into your hair.

“I love you too, Toshi. Can’t wait to start our own little family…” you sleepily whisper and fall asleep happily in your husband’s arms.

BONUS:

“USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI WE ARE NOT NAMING OUR FIRST BORN ‘USHIJIMA MAI’ DO NOT MESS WITH A PREGNANT WOMAN.” You are on the verge of beating your weeb ass husband’s ass for the 3rd time today.

“But why, baby? I think Mai is a beautiful name. Afterall, a certain Mai was the reason why you’re pregnant with Mai right now!” Ushi whines into your plump tummy as he carefully caresses your very pregnant belly.

Right now, you’re pouting on the living room couch, arms crossed against your growing chest and 5 months pregnant with a baby girl. Of course, this is about the thousandth your husband has pestered you about naming your child “Mai”. And of course, you refuse. And to top it all off, Rascal Does Not Dream of Bunny Girl Senpai plays quietly in the background on the TV, long forgotten.

“I refuse. I, as your WIFE, refuse to name our baby after your favorite WAIFU. That’s final. Now go get me some chocolate chip cookies before I rethink letting you hit while I’m pregnant with your baby,” you stubbornly say, pushing your husband off of the couch and turning your nose up in the air.

4 months later, you and Wakatoshi watch, starstruck and full of love, as your sweet newborn daughter sleeps soundly in her new nursery. Her name? Mai. But her nursery? The former man cave.

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