> A Jerry Seinfeld routine about cats.
> Why do cats always land on their feet? I've never seen a cat land on its feet. They don't; they land on you.
> I was at my friend's house the other day, and his cat was walking across the room. And I said to him, "How does that cat always land on its feet?" And he said, "Well, it's because they're lighter than air."
> And I said, "No, it's because they've got nine lives."
> And he said, "No, it's because they're lighter than air."
> And I said, "No, it's because they've got nine lives."
> And he said, "No, it's because they're lighter than air."
> And I said, "No, it's because they've got nine lives."
And then it just repeated those last two lines until my browser crashed. It cost me about a quarter.
It just dawned on me how disruptive this tech is. If you think we are drowning in a sea of shitty content now, just wait until this type of thing is deployed on demand and at scale into people's feeds.
This actually had me laughing which equals a dopamine hit. I can easily see people endlessly watching rapid fire equivalents of this in a hypothetical future TikTok ursurper.
South India averages 4 movies a week. Each movie has like 5 songs. So in a year you need lyrics for atleast 1000 songs. Sure, lyricists are creative artists, but not that creative. So you hear a lot of catchy songs which have some AI input. Here’s a song with 45 million views - I don’t think a human wrote all of it because it’s mostly garbage, but very catchy, so most likely AI augmented. https://youtu.be/MJmxdlCtFWU
Only an AI would write something like - 2 2 2 2 2 2 2 2 2 2, i love u 2 really i love u 2.
(I dread to think what a Sam Kinison AI would be like)
How do we know GPT-3 really wrote this?
Here's what I got for "A Jerry Seinfeld routine about Datasette." (my open source project). Note that the "." is important - without it, GPT-3 tried to generate me a README file for a new Datasette plugin instead.
Jerry:
Hey, have you ever heard of this new website called Datasette?
George:
No, what is it?
Jerry:
Well, it's basically a way to store and share data sets.
George:
Huh. Sounds kind of boring.
Jerry:
Yeah, I know. But it's actually really useful. For example, say you wanted to find out how many people in your city use the same first name as you.
George:
Why would I want to know that?
Jerry:
I don't know. But with Datasette, you could easily find out.
George:
Really? That sounds kind of useful.
Jerry:
Yeah, it's actually really handy for all sorts of things. So if you ever need to find out anything about a data set, Datasette is the place to go.
Excited and scared to see where this tech is going to be in 10 years.
What will the world be like with computer-generated novels and screenplays?
If it is real, I'm actually a somewhat frightened.
I remember this cat because I improvised a similar comedy bit for him in the comments. Like "Humans, huh? You never see them hunt or fish, but they have all this meat just lying around!"
INT. JERRY’S APARTMENT
GEORGE: Somebody hacked my apes. They’re all gone.
JERRY: All gone?
GEORGE: Every single one! Funged!
JERRY: You can’t just funge a man’s ape!
GEORGE: That’s society for you - people are sick!
[KRAMER enters smoking a cigar in an ape costume]
GEORGE: What the fuck Kramer - are you smoking my ape?
JERRY: Give him back his NFT! He needs it to gain entry to the Vladimir Club for the big Cryptoland party tonight.
[KRAMER spits out a mouthful of smoke]
KRAMER: What party?
JERRY: The Cryptoland party.
KRAMER: I can’t go to the Cryptoland party.
JERRY: Why not?
KRAMER: I’m wearing an ape.
JERRY: Well take the ape off.
KRAMER: No, I can’t take him off. I’ve been wearing him for days.
JERRY: How many days?
KRAMER: A long time.
GEORGE: A few days?
KRAMER: Yeah, a few days.
JERRY: It’s those damn NFTs.
GEORGE: No, no. I’ve been wearing my ape for days too.
KRAMER: Really?
GEORGE: Yeah.
KRAMER: Well, why didn’t you say something?
GEORGE: I was embarrassed.
JERRY: We need to get those NFTs off these guys.
GEORGE: Yeah, well you’re not going to have much luck with a knife and a can opener.
JERRY: We’re gonna have to cut them off.
GEORGE: There’s no other way?
JERRY: Well they are basically a thin elastic material. I’m sure they can be stretched over a pair of scissors.
GEORGE: All right.
JERRY: All right.
[JERRY and GEORGE hold KRAMER’S arms down on the table while JERRY sneaks the scissors up behind KRAMER’S NFT]
JERRY: Okay Kramer. Here we go. One, two, three.
[JERRY quickly cuts KRAMER’S NFT off]
JERRY: There it is.
KRAMER: Oh, thank you. My ape. You saved my ape.
GEORGE: Yeah, you’re welcome.
KRAMER: Oh my ape.
[KRAMER puts the NFT on his head]
JERRY: No Kramer!
[JERRY and GEORGE quickly pull KRAMER’S NFT off]
JERRY: Oh my god.
[JERRY and GEORGE are holding KRAMER’S NFT in their hands and it is stained with blood]
JERRY: He cut the poor thing right in half.
GEORGE: I doubt we’re going to find anyone who can sew it back together.
JERRY: He’s just gonna have to go to the party with no NFT.
GEORGE: What are you talking about?
JERRY: The party.
GEORGE: The party.
JERRY: The Cryptoland party.
KRAMER: I’m going to the Cryptoland party?
JERRY: Oh yeah.
GEORGE: Yeah.
KRAMER: Oh yes.
GEORGE: You’re really going, huh?
KRAMER: Yeah.
GEORGE: Well listen Kramer, in order to get into the club, you have to have an approved ape.
KRAMER: What?
GEORGE: See, the Vladimir Club is a very exclusive private club for people who have a funged ape.
KRAMER: I don’t understand.
JERRY: What George is trying to say is, if you want to go to the Cryptoland party, you’re gonna need a new ape.
KRAMER: I see.
GEORGE: You’re gonna need a new ape.
KRAMER: I see.
GEORGE: You’re gonna need a new ape.
KRAMER: I see.
GEORGE: You’re gonna need a new ape.
KRAMER: I see.
GEORGE: You’re gonna need a new ape.
KRAMER: I see.