It was Friday, March 14th, 2003. Pi Day.
I played guitar in a shitty band in highschool and the administration let us play an impromptu show in the commons during the last period of the day, as long as we played an original song for Pi Day. Our vocalist recited somewhere around 100 digits of pi while the rest of us just made noise over a PA before they came out and told us to quit. Then we all went on possibly the best Spring Break ever.
Now, to any person who has ever seen an AI image or indeed seen anything in the real world, you’d think it would be obvious that these are fake images. … And yet, other each of this images there are hundreds, sometimes thousands of positive comments. …
So braindead and stereotypical are these comments that you might think they are themselves AI generated. But, picking a few at random, I checked out their profiles and they seem genuine. … They did also all seem to be active churchgoers but that must be some kind of coincidence…
Shots fired.
I always assumed they were just another way for people to broadcast mundane factoids about themselves to total strangers that don’t care. Like an early form of social media, if you will.