ASTOUNDING ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE

The previous post, despite its utter cleanliness, was "put behind a warning for readers because it contains sensitive content as outlined in Blogger’s Community Guidelines". Well, that's a surprise. There was nothing there to offend or even raise an eye-brow. But I suspect the mention of something which was in close proximity to an illustration of something else entirely alerted the AI which replaced humans. Bright colours, silhouettes. To a robot this, and mention of an individual who had discarded some (all) of his clothing in a public space (probably because he was not entirely compos mentes) must have been nasty.

[That post ('The Refreshments') is not shown, instead there is a note there stating "this summary is not available." With a clickable link. Google hard at work making your life more absurd. The post is more or less pipe-smoking related.]

Robots are seldom good judges of things that offend. During the pandemic they took over Facebook. No matter how innocuous something was, it could receive an angry Artificial Intelligence reaction. There was the time I quoted a friend speaking anent Caucasians (among which we both are one), which earned me a thirty day ban.

Anyhow, I changed out three words.
So it still says the same.
Describing events.

Artificial Intelligences are dense, which rather pisses me off. I would have thought they'd be more perspicacious than the average streetcorner loony, more sensitive, subtle, and diplomatic too.

The fellow washing himself in public at a drinking fountain is still there, but he's "very shiny" now, instead of en déshabillé. The illustration placed nearby showed (and it still shows) a distinguished fellow with a pipe in his mouth silhuoetted against a sylized hot summer background. There is still slight snarking of two groups in the essay.
Whiskey was and is still mentioned there, along with tea.

Anyhow, here is a painting of a post-apocalyptic city-scape in the colour scheme of Brueghel, a fellow Brabander from a previous era, which may offend the sensitive.
Seeing as the apocalopitypoo didn't happen.

By disparaging even slightly their precious apocalutionary non-event, I risk offending right wing Christians and other idiots who are permanently apocalyspectic. But, even to Artificial Intelligence programs, there should not be anything even remotely objectionable here, and therefore I doubt that it will be 'put behind a warning for readers because it contains sensitive content as outlined in Blogger’s Community Guidelines'.

Please note that the illustration shows no exposed body parts, writhing corpses, procreative elements, use of illicit substances, or sensitive vulnerable people who must be protected at all costs. There is NO exploitation there. No one smoking a pipe either, such as I myself often do, unless they're somewhere in the far distance and too small to be seen, enjoying a bowl of fine flue-cured leaf with a smidge of condimentals while drinking a cup of a stimulating beverage not purchased at Starbucks. Which sucks bollocks, by the way.

This blogger at all times earnestly strives to remain innucuous, blandly innocent, and cleanminded. Far be it from me to insult or offend Christians, rightwingers, Charlie cultists, the vast ocean of Trumpite shite, or any of the chuckleheads currently running the country into the dumpster. Please think of sweet little forest critters instead, and butterflies.

Savage ghoul butterflies feasting on corpses.

I might illustrate that.

Hallmark style.



PS.: Artificial Intelligence was largely designed by obtuse subcontinental programmers trying to replicate how dumb-ass white literalists and morons think. They have largely succeeded.




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