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“Anyone with a half-a-brain could figure it out,” my father would say after we ask why the sun revolved around the moon.
We came in peace but this thing named GROK is 10 parts shy of a Schrodenger’s fish.
Q: How many GROK A.I. programmers does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Depends upon the context
B: One to hold the bulb. Two to rotate space and time
C: Anyone with a half-a-brain could figure it out
Who Started it! Now the finger pointing. A.I. to A.I.
Fun Mode
Whose idea of fun? Are you screwball designers, engineers and seers of all that is good and light, 5 years old or reinacting the Lord of the Rings vs Dungeons & Dragons in the epic who gets to hold the tigers tail and who gets to hold the tiger?
Control Doth Run Amok
And to think all it took was a black Pope to bring GROK and the A.I. wannabees to their virtual knees begging to be forgiven
Any sailor worth his salt can tell you its bad to put all the cargo on one side of the boat.
GROK doesn’t recognize those who arrive with wisdom although lacking in proper credentials, who don’t fit the appropriate expert profile therefor the issue of the unbalanced cargo doesn’t exist.
When the ship is at sea and sinks GROK will fail to understand the connection.
How do we build a half-a-man who can explain why people with gated spaces never object to sharing the space of others, but is incapable of understand the meaning.
We visited GROK for a bit of fun and found ourself hurled into a maelstorm of doubt and despair heavier than Ash with the Necronomican
We Have Lost Our Minds with this A.I Shit
As we scrolled, through the fun house, hoping for a kind word, a giggle would be nice we were hurled unmercifully…into the uncanny valley of humiliation, degredation and ultimate darkness and despair. which left us to wonder…
How can we face X again if we are perceived as GROK describes, hostile, trollish and resentful, where did we go wrong…
But wait. Did that lowlife piece of electronic sparkplugs, pre-programmed bull shit and trivial persuit algorythems just call us stupid?
Is this the evolution of “Ow, My Balls” humor hath come to wrot after years of televised mirth tamped down with laugh trak humor?
It occurs that GROK is an infant still learning how not to stick its dick in a light socket or at very least the mentality of its trainers.
To speak humor one must learn humor and fine tune to perfection.
GROK is lame and stupid. Who is with me? Roast the beast GROK