And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, ‘O Lord, bless this thy hand grenade, that with it thou mayst blow thine enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy.’ And the Lord did grin. And the people did feast upon the lambs, and sloths, and carp, and anchovies, and orangutans, and breakfast cereals, and fruit bats, and large chulapas…
And the Lord spake, saying, '‘First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it.’
There was this audio book thing we used to have when I was in kindergarten. It was about farm animals, and each animal had its own sound effects. Pigs had the sound effect of a man saying the phrase “sloppity sloppity sloppity slop, sloppity sloppity sloppity slop”.
This is now my mantra whenever I see AI slop.
Maybe we should start chanting it en masse at these tech conventions any time AI is being discussed as anything more than a massive waste of resources.