The junkification of culture
Does it matter if junk is produced by humans or AI? If you have been following this newsletter, you’ll be aware I don't think it does. The problem for me is junk, not who creates it. The alternative would be suggesting that human junk (aka shit) is inherently good. Coprophagists might agree with this idea, but most other souls would run away from an overflowing potty.
These are the scatological thoughts that preoccupy me — once more — as I learn about Amazon’s attempts to keep AI junk out of their bookshop. It seems that book spammers are clogging Amazon toilet bowls with AI-generated shit lit, and this is distracting readers in their search for human-generated shit lit. Ostensibly, this is bad. And what has been Amazon’s response to this negative development? To restrict self-published writers from uploading (or offloading?) more than three books a day.
Three books a day = good. Four or more books a day = AI-generated = bad. “I demand my shit lit be human,” is the bottom line. And three is a perfect number.
Hectolitres of shit (lit)
As I have written before in this space, I have no problem with coming across as an elitist. If elitism means drawing critical red lines, then I’m an elitist.