but i’m not bitter

Quote of the Day, He’s Correct, But For Not Quite The Right Reason edition.

From the alt-text of a Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal cartoon of a few days ago: “Anyone who thinks AI endangers poets should first prove that there exists a poetry journal with more readers than contributors.“

I actually looked up the AI poetry project that this comic is referencing, and I have good news, for given value of ‘good:’ while most of the population may not be able to recognize an Allen Ginsburg or Sylvia Plath poem if it bit them on the ass, but the ones who can will be the ones who actually decide what poems get published in the aforementioned journals. As for flooding the commercial market: joke’s on you, Scooter Magee! There is no commercial market! Good luck trying to make a living on AI verslop when nobody pays money for poetry anyway!

‘So, how was the Father’s Day trip?’

Screaming banshees on the way down (and back), youngest decided that naptime is in fact a plot of Satan, eldest decided that dinner is in fact a plot of Satan, both children decided that 5:45 AM is a good time to start the day, grey slime*, the plaster in the ceiling in my mom’s dining room fell in, and my sister was briefly admitted to the hospital this morning. And, almost forgot: my wife lost her temper in the car.

So yes, in fact, I would love it if you bought me a goram beer the next time you see me.

Moe Lane

*If you have kids, you already know what this is: if you don’t, you do not want to know.