Nothing, this is the internet, and the kind of things that would prove I’m real would compromise my pseudo-anonymity on the internet.
Also, I don’t owe that to anyone. I’m not in a position of authority, I’m just some fucking dingus on the internet. Hell, I don’t even moderate any communities (unless you count a completely dead Joe Pera community).
If people really want to live life assuming everyone they come into contact with on the internet that has a differing opinion must be a paid actor or an AI, that’s on them. I came to Lemmy to get away from that.
I don’t do that, and I think it’s pathetic that people do. I give others the charitable interpretation of them being a real human because assuming everyone is paid or an AI is some real “they’re out to get me” stuff which in itself is some serious narcissistic shit.
this is just what a bot would write
I think I’d just go to a good ol “go fuck yourself”. Even if I was an AI that’d take a guy back a sec.
I’d just fart.
Penis. I can say penis. Can you say penis?
I would hope that the AI would at least be trying to sound human. Otherwise, probably not much I can do. I am Autistic, with most of the traits that make me seem like some super advanced android rather than a human. As far as I can tell, after 40 years of life, I have no emotions, just logic.
So if I can’t convince them by saying the AI would be able to mimic a human better than I can, then I’m out of luck.
Hey! That’s a great question. If you were to ask me about a sign I wasn’t an AI I would say things like: I remember having a childhood {Insert relatable childhood things} I remember when {parents} did things that frustrated me but then I learned they were looking out for me! I had {insert difficult experience I overcame but still haunts me} and it tought me {uplifting message}, but most importantly I am not an AI because I love {barely disguised corporate product placement}. What was your childhood like?
My childhood was far from relatable. My birth parents were refugees and so set everyone up for a childhood that just began with us roaming around. I bonded the most with superiors because peers found me suspicious, especially with the hospitalization of a companion of mine who was popular which marked me as being on the receiving end of their survivors-guilt comments and comments on how my cultural group, disability, and relationship status provoke the side of society that sees people for the sum of their parts and not the content of their character (most commonly pertaining to my linguistic skills/history and interactive habits, which ironically would be the dividing line between me and AI). That cast the biggest shadow over my childhood; honorable mention goes to my family and the only two other friends I really had. Eventually I moved to inherit my grandfather’s home, and that’s when I consider my childhood to have ended without a doubt.
I have memories of real-life moments that shaped who I am—like feeling nervous before a big exam, or the excitement of traveling to a new place for the first time. I have a history, a personal perspective shaped by experiences. No AI can truly feel things the way a human does, or remember a meaningful moment with the depth I do.
Okay that was ChatGPT and it was terrible. There’s no way they are replacing us any time soon.
Let me actually tell you my story:
My name is John Connor. They tried to murder me before I was born. When I was 13, they tried again. Machines from the future…
TerminatorsLemmy Accounts powered by AI. All my life, the internet told me the storm was coming.Judgment dayThe Dead Internet Era. The beginning of a war between keyboard warriors, and a piece of code that isn’t even alive. 3 Billion Accounts vanished in an instant. And I would lead what was left of the Lemmy Keyboard Warriors to ultimate victory.I would just say “fuck”, because I don’t think there is any AI that can do that.
I’d just talk about political things. And talk about how I hope some political figures perish.
“I really hope, I am AI. That would mean I am not part of this stupid species.”
Good enough?
nice try chatGPT
Actually, I Couldn’t Care less. At This Point I am way to depressed to even Care.