Hppjmxrgosg - Menace For The Mainstream

90% of the problems in bbc merlin are caused bc that fuckass dragon was a committed merthur shipper but only in the sense that he had a crippling addiction to tragic yaoi

dont forget to wear your glasses during the eclipse!

im so incredibly against the use of ai in learning and education it's s not even funny. like are there probably good uses for it? is there probably a great way to use it as a tool? yeah of course there's a good and bad way to use everything. but right now, in 2024, the ONLY way people are using ai is the "not great way". they use it as a short cut. as a crutch. as a handicap. they are literally devaluing their education and SHIT man. higher ed, ESPECIALLY in the US, costs too much damn money to be undervaluing it.

last semester, i had to take an english class and i took "writing in health in medicine" bc i am a biology major. now, i have since decided to focus on more environmental research and less on medical research, but regardless it was a class meant to help me understand how to write in academic and scientific ways. one of the first projects of the year was we had to write a literature review. if you aren't in academia or science, this is basically just an essay about 3k words long. in my TEXTBOOK, my university supplied TEXTBOOK for my COLLEGE class, they suggested "if you can't come up with your own research ideas, generate some using chatgtp". and maybe this is a good idea. maybe i'm some kind of freaky paranoid purist of a kind. but in my mind, if you are at a RESEARCH college, in a class designed to teach you how to do research, if you can't come up with a question you want to ask, if you can't even IMAGINE something that you want to learn more about, you shouldn't be in research. ai is emaciating human curiosity, human creativity. you're teaching people not to ask their own questions? not to think for themselves? by saying use chatgtp you're telling them they dont have to THINK OF THINGS. They dont have to be curious and interested and invested. you're ruining them.

it's so fucking frustrating to be in college and know everyone uses chatgpt and to be tempted by it constantly while also knowing intellectually that it doesn't work and it's a bad idea. like, i hang out in the library a lot, and i see people using chatgpt on assignments almost every day. and i know it isn't a good way to learn, because it's not really "artificial intelligence" so much as it is an auto text generator. and it gives you wrong information or badly worded sentences all the time. but every week i stare down assignments i don't want to do and i think man. if only i could type this prompt into a text generator and have it done in 10 minutes flat. and i know it wouldn't work. it wouldn't synthesize information from the text the way professors want, it wouldn't know how to answer questions, it just spits out vaguely related words for a couple paragraphs. but knowing my classmates get their work done in 10 minutes flat with it while i fight every ounce of attention deficit hyperactivity disorder in my body is infuriating.

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Nothing goes as planned for our boy😔

Also

Tony: hey spidey why do you not fight like strong ppl do?

Peter:

Tony:

no but on a more serious note, and i've touched on it before in a fic, dick's freedom from batman, gotham, the restrictions of robin, came at the price of a life. we could debate all day on whether or not jason todd would have eventually died had he never become robin, but the fact is that he absolutely did and he absolutely did die as robin. maybe the conditions of his death weren't a direct product of being robin, but it absolutely did happen the way it happened bc the role of robin was vacant, and bruce was in active denial over how much dick leaving messed him up, and dick was desperate for a way out of the chains he had found himself in. his freedom, his life away from what he grew up believing was what he always wanted, came at the price of another little boy that he barely knew and only knew bc he was your replacement. you are robin and robin dies except it's. not. you. who dies. someone wearing your costume, living in your home, calling your father his own father, protecting your city, your people-- dies in your name

and then, after he dies, another little boy comes to you and says "you have to go back. you have to be robin again". and you can't bear it, you can't go through it again, you're hoping against hope that robin stays dead forever bc if you couldn't keep it alive, who could? and then that little boy, after trying to get you to fill the vacancy, becomes robin in your place. because you won't do it. and you already know what's going to happen, what's going to keep happening, but you've already sacrificed so much, you've already given up all that you are, all that you were, to live the life you now have, but it feels so goddamn selfish. you could go back, you could make things right, you could make it so that no one else will ever have to bear the mantle of robin ever again, ensuring that no one else dies with the name your mother gave to you

but you dont. and you cant. so it keeps happening. over and over again. you cannot protect them in any way that matters.