I feel something meta and bordering on spiritual when I see people who have contempt for artists use AI. It’s always some kind of smugness or material success and then there’s someone else who’s always crying or upset about it.
I don’t know how to break open how I feel about it. Maybe it’s that crying or regretfulness is, to them, some kind of end state that I find most odious? Maybe that the view borders on a pornographic portrait of their atrophied soul. Maybe it’s how “associate me with good thing please” reflects some lingering insecurity that, with all my grandiose thinking, I’m no better than and it upsets me.
I think it’s the zero-sum mentality. If you think every transaction has to have a winner and a loser, imagine the attractiveness of a machine that seems designed to always take the subordinate role.
I feel something meta and bordering on spiritual when I see people who have contempt for artists use AI. It’s always some kind of smugness or material success and then there’s someone else who’s always crying or upset about it.
I don’t know how to break open how I feel about it. Maybe it’s that crying or regretfulness is, to them, some kind of end state that I find most odious? Maybe that the view borders on a pornographic portrait of their atrophied soul. Maybe it’s how “associate me with good thing please” reflects some lingering insecurity that, with all my grandiose thinking, I’m no better than and it upsets me.
It’s repulsive, whatever it is.
I think it’s the zero-sum mentality. If you think every transaction has to have a winner and a loser, imagine the attractiveness of a machine that seems designed to always take the subordinate role.