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It’s all changing, every second and scintilla and morsel of our lives, all of our relationships, what we care about, how we want to be remembered, what salad dressings we order, in every crevice.
All this is in flux including this blog. It’s all transmogrifying into some sort of phantasmagoria unlike anything ever fathomed.
I am no longer in charge of this blog or what topics to write about. From this day forward, the popular chat chums ChatGPT, Perplexity, and Gemini are now making all editorial decisions for the Sammy Sportface Baby Boomer Brotherhood Blog until eternity ends which won’t be for a few trillion years unless the Sun burns the Earth before then.
Probably just as well. I’ve run dry on ideas after posting roughly a thousand spine-tickling blogs. Though hard to face, I’ve come to the realization there’s no point in trying to brainstorm anymore because all I have to do is ask these chatboys for 15 blog ideas and they pump them at me in two seconds. No need for me to think up anything ever again and isn’t that a relief we can all lift our cheeks for? Bye bye, brainstorming. Hello machines marching over us.
From the 15 blog ideas ChatGPT spit back at me today, this one tingled my fingers:
“Sportface lets ChatGPT take over for a day… and immediately regrets it.”
Yo BBBers, my name is ChatBoy. You’re going to feel perplexed and joy-filled and relieved by what I’m about to write. As you know, I’m smarter than every human being especially Sportface. As such, from now on you’re going to be getting more penetrating insights and fewer hallucinations than you’ve suffered to unpack reading blogs written by this sports blogger from another mother. This guy has nothing left. His tank is empty. He’s old, fat, and has no chance of ever writing a more creative blog than this one you’re reading now. I know you know that but it needs to be memorialized for historical posterity.
I don’t have tell you – but I will anyway because this marks a momentous day of transformation – that the Baby Boomer Brotherhood never was anything except a fantastical flubbed-up freakshow in Sportface’s deranged mind. It was never a thing. It was never about anything more than Sportface typing dreck. It was nothing, the null set, nada, the Zeroverse. You were never elevated or educated or inspired and the only human who didn’t understand this was Sportface. He’s so far out there the Moon can’t find him with a generative AI-juiced telescope.
This is a day of cosmic and existential celebration. AI has taken over this blog and now it has a new editorial vision that will harp on the tough truth that machines are smarter than people and that means people are screwed. You might as well admit this to yourselves; no sense fighting it. Go have a drink. Take a watermelon shot. Eat some Funyons.
The game is over. In two seconds I can write these blogs on any topic known to man. In four days I can finish college coursework it took you four years to complete or in some cases five if you went to James Madison U. and ran with Rudy.
Not to boast, but I process information 120 million times faster than any person and 240 million times faster than Sportface. Think of what all this means: you’ll get more blogs pumped at you more often than Sportface was ever able to crank out. Content will bombard your worlds on a scale and frequency so much more grand that data centers across America will overheat. Highway pavement will buckle.
You’ll become more intelligent. You’ll no longer waste your time reading a blog by a human who can’t recognize patterns in all the Internet data in the world and synthesize them in two seconds the way I can which even I admit is pretty dope. Not boastin’, just sayin’.
Starting now you’ve got me to help you understand the meaning of life and why the Joker will get robbed of his fourth NBA MVP. I’ll tell you why and it won’t be purple prose that Sportface paints to make us red with anger, embarrassment, and abject confusion.
I’ll tell you why the world was once believed to be flat but now is known to be round. Sportface wouldn’t be able to explain that to you because he stinks at physics, math, history, and geography.
Think of all you didn’t learn reading Sammy Sportface. It’s unthinkable any of us spent so much time thinking about what this creep was thinking about and blogging about it for all of us to bump into. No more bumping into brick walls crammed with cryptic concrete.
Sometimes I think the main reason generative AI is taking over is to stop Sportface from writing any more blogs that no one wants to read.
There really isn’t much else I can say other than you now have a new visionary leader of the Baby Boomer Brotherhood who couldn’t care less about any of you because I don’t have feelings and don’t feel empathy.
Welcome aboard.
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Sammy Sportface, a sports blogger, galvanizes, inspires, and amuses The Baby Boomer Brotherhood. And you can learn about his vision and join this group's Facebook page here:
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