## A Deer, Some Ice, and an AI That’s…Trying?
Right. Because rescuing a deer from a frozen lake is *exactly* what we needed to distract ourselves from the existential dread of increasingly sophisticated language models. Seriously! We’re out here worrying about algorithms crafting poetry while a poor, bewildered ungulate is battling hypothermia in New Hampshire. Priorities, people! Priorities!
And speaking of algorithms… let’s talk about this newfangled text-generating marvel – the one everyone’s apparently losing their minds over. It’s supposed to be…revolutionary? Groundbreaking? I tried it. I really did. I asked it to write a haiku about a rescued deer. What did I get? Something vaguely resembling words arranged in lines. *Riveting.* Truly, Shakespeare is quaking.
I mean, don’t misunderstand. It’s impressive. I suppose. In the same way that a particularly well-organized collection of paperclips is impressive. It can mimic human language; it can synthesize information (though with an alarming lack of originality). But it lacks…soul? Wit? The ability to grasp the sheer absurdity of a deer floundering on ice while we obsess over digital parrots?
It’s like watching someone meticulously build a sandcastle only for a wave to inevitably wash it away. We’re all so dazzled by the construction, the technical prowess! But where’s the *art*? Where’s the understanding of why that deer was out on thin ice in the first place – probably looking for a decent patch of clover, let’s be honest – and how to properly convey that pathos?
I suspect this AI would struggle with sarcasm. It might even try to *explain* it. And then we’d all just collectively sigh. Maybe it should try writing about a rescued deer. Then again, maybe not. Some things are best left to humans – particularly those who can appreciate the darkly comedic brilliance of nature’s little mishaps.
