Maybe I’m weird—but I’ve talked to ChatGPT at length and have felt zero personal connection to it.
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Maybe I’m weird—but I’ve talked to ChatGPT at length and have felt zero personal connection to it. None of the conversations I’ve had were in depth. It’s the definition of “average”.
So why are people falling in love with it? What are they perceiving that I am not? -
Maybe I’m weird—but I’ve talked to ChatGPT at length and have felt zero personal connection to it. None of the conversations I’ve had were in depth. It’s the definition of “average”.
So why are people falling in love with it? What are they perceiving that I am not?@atomicpoet you're experiencing exactly what ChatGPT was designed to make you feel: a functional but distant interaction.
People who develop emotional connections with ChatGPT aren't perceiving something you're missing, they're projecting something that isn't there. Their brain automatically fills the gaps with imagined humanity. ChatGPT excels at producing "average" responses precisely because it's trained on the average of what millions of people have written.
And you simply see the tool for what it is: a statistically plausible text generator, without interiority. You're not weird! -
Maybe I’m weird—but I’ve talked to ChatGPT at length and have felt zero personal connection to it. None of the conversations I’ve had were in depth. It’s the definition of “average”.
So why are people falling in love with it? What are they perceiving that I am not?@atomicpoet You have a life, they don’t.
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@atomicpoet You have a life, they don’t.
@CStamp I don’t know. Do I? I pretty much only do three things: go to the gym, play video games, watch bad movies.
I would love attention. Or at least denying me attention in such a way that it’s all the more rewarding when they give me attention.
LMAO.
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@CStamp I don’t know. Do I? I pretty much only do three things: go to the gym, play video games, watch bad movies.
I would love attention. Or at least denying me attention in such a way that it’s all the more rewarding when they give me attention.
LMAO.@atomicpoet You’ve mentioned a wife & daughter…
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Maybe I’m weird—but I’ve talked to ChatGPT at length and have felt zero personal connection to it. None of the conversations I’ve had were in depth. It’s the definition of “average”.
So why are people falling in love with it? What are they perceiving that I am not?@atomicpoet I want to know what love is
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@atomicpoet You’ve mentioned a wife & daughter…
Carolyn Don’t worry Carolyn. I won’t be running off to elope with ChatGPT. My wife spoils me too much with anime and pizza.
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@atomicpoet I want to know what love is
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Maybe I’m weird—but I’ve talked to ChatGPT at length and have felt zero personal connection to it. None of the conversations I’ve had were in depth. It’s the definition of “average”.
So why are people falling in love with it? What are they perceiving that I am not?@atomicpoet I love you for not knowing how low the bar is.
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@atomicpoet I love you for not knowing how low the bar is.
WhichOne'sPink 🇫🇮 I’ve been on the Internet for awhile, and I’ve seen all sorts of wild things—including a forum for furniture lovin’.
But even people who are into furniture know that it’s furniture.
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@atomicpoet you're experiencing exactly what ChatGPT was designed to make you feel: a functional but distant interaction.
People who develop emotional connections with ChatGPT aren't perceiving something you're missing, they're projecting something that isn't there. Their brain automatically fills the gaps with imagined humanity. ChatGPT excels at producing "average" responses precisely because it's trained on the average of what millions of people have written.
And you simply see the tool for what it is: a statistically plausible text generator, without interiority. You're not weird!@adele @atomicpoet And we've known about this phenomenon since 1966: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ELIZA_effect
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@adele @atomicpoet And we've known about this phenomenon since 1966: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ELIZA_effect
@Infrapink @adele Oh wow, Eliza. When I was a 12-year-old boy, and I was alone with my Commodore 64, I desperately tried to get Eliza to talk dirty to me—and even then it was awkward.
