I was listening to a Satanic cultist talk about how people don't like AI ads once they find out that they're AI ads. His response wasn't to not make AI ads; that would be too straightforward a path. No, what he suggested was to make AI ads in an animated or cartoonish style so that the artifacts of their dark labor - the human beings they falsified - were more difficult to perceive. I've sat here watching this blinking cursor for a few moments now, replacing the filament in my mind, trying to figure out what kind of language I should be extruding next, how to respond to that in a way that won't land me in jail. I can't do it.
I went into it a little bit in a post I wrote a while back, about holidays, and I'm not going to link it or whatever because I know how much pain I was in when I wrote it. There is a lot of metadata encoded in the comics and the posts that you aren't privy to. I'm not saying that nobody could get it, or that it's particularly well hidden, simply that you might not be privy to all the referents.
It wasn't until fairly recently that I began to understand what holidays were for. Having grown up in a time where a given Wednesday could be made indistinguishable from a medieval feast for five dollars, it wasn't clear to a significantly less handsome and knowledgeable version of myself why we needed an additional time to get rad shit.
A reminder that we are living creatures that need rest - and need each other - is one of the most profound gifts our forebears have given us. We are living in an increasingly stupid world, where such rituals have wonder-working power. Using hideous doppelgangers to mock the sacred is the sort of thing that should result in desert exile. It's an act of vandalism against the human race.
The least you disgusting gremlins can do is feel bad. The absolute least.
(CW)TB out.
