## Seriously? Giant Birds and Language Models – Just What We Needed.
Right, let’s talk about this… *this* thing. This newfangled language model everyone’s losing their collective mind over. Apparently, it’s supposed to be revolutionary. Groundbreaking. The next big leap forward in… well, whatever it is these things are supposed to do. I swear, the hype cycle has reached peak absurdity. We’re at a point where we’re celebrating glorified autocomplete with the fervor usually reserved for discovering penicillin.
And the name? Don’t even get me started. It sounds like a particularly awkward pigeon trying out for a Shakespearean play. Seriously, what were they thinking?
But you know what *also* seems to be roaming around aimlessly and unexpectedly far from where it belongs? Emus. Apparently, several have been spotted in Minnesota. Giant, flightless birds, inexplicably wandering the Midwest! You see the parallel? Both are unexpected disruptions, colossal in their own right, and both make me want to stare blankly at a wall for approximately three hours.
Look, I appreciate progress, truly. But this breathless pronouncements about artificial intelligence capable of… generating text? We’ve had that. It’s just slightly shinier now! It can write poetry? So can my niece with a rhyming dictionary and an overactive imagination.
We’re building elaborate systems to impress each other, while actual problems – you know, like ensuring emus stay in Australia or figuring out how to politely tell someone their AI-generated haiku isn’t *quite* up to par – remain stubbornly unresolved. It’s all terribly amusing, really. A digital circus for the intellectually exhausted. Just try not to trip over the giant birds on your way out.
