Behold, the Benevolent AI and the Raccoon Rescue Right, let’s talk about this latest technological marvel, shall we? This… thing

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Published: 11/4/2025 9:53:49 PM

## Behold, the Benevolent AI and the Raccoon Rescue

Right, let’s talk about this latest technological marvel, shall we? This… *thing*. It’s being lauded as a breakthrough, a paradigm shift, the future of everything from composing haikus to solving climate change. Apparently, it can generate text. Groundbreaking! Truly! We’ve never seen that before. I mean, humans have been doing it for millennia, but clearly, a machine churning out words is *so* much more impressive.

And what’s the benchmark for this incredible feat of engineering? Well, apparently, it’s good enough to theoretically help you write about a couple using a traffic cone to save a raccoon in South Carolina. You know, the kind of story that actually unfolds organically in the world, brimming with genuine human kindness and slightly damp sand? Now, we can have an *AI-generated* version! Progress!

Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate the effort. It’s lovely to see people patting themselves on the back for creating something that basically mimics what a moderately clever parrot could achieve after reading a few thousand romance novels. It’s just…so very earnest about it all. The breathless pronouncements! The excited chatter! “Look at what we built!” they proclaim, as if replicating human creativity is akin to splitting the atom.

Meanwhile, somewhere in South Carolina, that couple probably didn’t think twice about using a traffic cone for an impromptu raccoon flotation device. They just acted. No algorithms involved. Just basic decency and a healthy dose of “that poor creature looks like it’s having a dreadful time.”

I suspect this… *text-generating entity*… could write a perfectly acceptable narrative about that rescue, too. But I also suspect it would miss the point entirely. It’d lack the grit, the salt air tang, the bewildered expression on the raccoon’s face. Because some things, my friends, are best left to actual humans – and occasionally, traffic cones.

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