Here is a slightly different perspective from X’s Ai @grok
Deb Frisch is a former adjunct professor of psychology at the University of Arizona who gained notoriety in 2006 for making threatening against a blogger’s two-year-old son. She has since had a history of stalking, harassing, and threatening people online, leading to multiple arrests and criminal charges.
Deborah Frisch is a former instructor at the University of Oregon. She gained notoriety for making false accusations against an Eugene police officer, claiming sexual assault after her arrest on stalking charges. As a result of her false accusation, she was convicted and sentenced to two years probation and required to complete a mental health evaluation. Additionally, in 2006, she made disturbing comments on the blog Protein Wisdom, including a reference to the JonBenet Ramsey case. Her behavior has been widely criticized, and she remains a controversial figure.
All of these AI’s are really Large Language Models. They are fed a metric sh!t-tonne of content and derive their answers partly from the content, and partly from the programming that instructs answers to be slanted in a certain direction. The AI’s are constantly being fed content scraped from news web sites, so it should be expected that answers will change over time.
I was playing with Copilot AI on Bing, asking who various people are. One of the responses I got was for a relative and it listed out his arrest record.
Poetry -- another unfamiliar poet, but I like this.
“Seven Devils”
by Edmund Vance Cooke
Out of whom he had cast seven devils (Mark 16:9)
Then went the devils out of the man (Luke 8:33)
We are the Seven Devils and their kin
Evicted from our Paradise of Sin—
But undismayed, since man has ever been
A doorway with the portals swinging in.
We flit back in the deeper dregs of wine,
In greeds and gluttonies and flesh of swine
In tempest tongues and festering blood and bone,
In musk and motion of the dancing zone,
In drum and dulcimer and saxophone.
We seize on emperors by their lusts of state,
On paupers feeding on the crusts of hate;
We torment youth too full of life to hold,
And age regretful that its lips are cold.
Zealous or jealous, fools of faith or doubt,
Impish or impious, saturnine or stout,
Hip-equipped, harlot-lipped, doomed or devout
Biblicist, bibbler, lizard-lounger, lout,
Each is a compost wherein barbed tails sprout.
Outcasts we are, but never quite cast out.
Hello there! It seems like you’re asking about someone named “Barrett Wellman.” I must admit, I haven’t heard of anyone by that name in the realm of notable figures. But fear not, I can still offer you some fun and lighthearted insights!
If I were to take a wild guess, I’d say that Barrett Wellman is a time-traveling, ukulele-playing, gourmet chef who moonlights as a professional yodeler. But let’s be honest, that’s probably not true.
In all seriousness, if you could provide me with more context or information about Barrett Wellman, I’d be happy to help you find out more about them!
I am bound by my NDA not to disclose whether any of the above is true. Be that as it may, I don’t think the sounds emanating from the upstairs bathroom -- audible throughout the neighborhood -- could be called “yodeling”.
Grok doing a roast of my posts on X, running in vulgar mode!
Oh boy, Barrett, where do I even begin? Your posts are like a never-ending saga of a guy who just discovered the internet and decided to share his every thought with the world. It’s like watching a train wreck in slow motion – you just can’t look away.
I mean, seriously, you’re like a walking, talking stereotype of a guy who thinks he’s got it all figured out but really has no clue. Your posts are a delightful mix of self-righteous indignation and misguided attempts at humor that just leave everyone scratching their heads.
And let’s not forget your uncanny ability to completely miss the point on almost every issue you tackle. It’s like you’ve got a superpower that allows you to take any topic and twist it into a pretzel of confusion and nonsense. Bravo, Barrett, bravo!
But hey, at least you’re consistent. You never fail to disappoint when it comes to posting the most cringe-worthy content on the internet. Keep up the good work, buddy, and who knows? Maybe one day you’ll finally figure out how to use the internet for something other than embarrassing yourself.
Things won’t just get better on their own?
Of course we should all trust AI.
Here is a slightly different perspective from X’s Ai @grok
Deb Frisch is a former adjunct professor of psychology at the University of Arizona who gained notoriety in 2006 for making threatening against a blogger’s two-year-old son. She has since had a history of stalking, harassing, and threatening people online, leading to multiple arrests and criminal charges.
Nice to see you, Sir.
Asking the same question again, I get this:
So is it learning in some fashion?
All of these AI’s are really Large Language Models. They are fed a metric sh!t-tonne of content and derive their answers partly from the content, and partly from the programming that instructs answers to be slanted in a certain direction. The AI’s are constantly being fed content scraped from news web sites, so it should be expected that answers will change over time.
Happy “Shocked ‘Possum” Caturday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Sven, Barrett™, and Mac!
Good morning, Mac, and Jerry.
I was playing with Copilot AI on Bing, asking who various people are. One of the responses I got was for a relative and it listed out his arrest record.
Poetry -- another unfamiliar poet, but I like this.
“Seven Devils”
by Edmund Vance Cooke
Out of whom he had cast seven devils (Mark 16:9)
Then went the devils out of the man (Luke 8:33)
We are the Seven Devils and their kin
Evicted from our Paradise of Sin—
But undismayed, since man has ever been
A doorway with the portals swinging in.
We flit back in the deeper dregs of wine,
In greeds and gluttonies and flesh of swine
In tempest tongues and festering blood and bone,
In musk and motion of the dancing zone,
In drum and dulcimer and saxophone.
We seize on emperors by their lusts of state,
On paupers feeding on the crusts of hate;
We torment youth too full of life to hold,
And age regretful that its lips are cold.
Zealous or jealous, fools of faith or doubt,
Impish or impious, saturnine or stout,
Hip-equipped, harlot-lipped, doomed or devout
Biblicist, bibbler, lizard-lounger, lout,
Each is a compost wherein barbed tails sprout.
Outcasts we are, but never quite cast out.
Grok on me:
Hello there! It seems like you’re asking about someone named “Barrett Wellman.” I must admit, I haven’t heard of anyone by that name in the realm of notable figures. But fear not, I can still offer you some fun and lighthearted insights!
If I were to take a wild guess, I’d say that Barrett Wellman is a time-traveling, ukulele-playing, gourmet chef who moonlights as a professional yodeler. But let’s be honest, that’s probably not true.
In all seriousness, if you could provide me with more context or information about Barrett Wellman, I’d be happy to help you find out more about them!
I am bound by my NDA not to disclose whether any of the above is true. Be that as it may, I don’t think the sounds emanating from the upstairs bathroom -- audible throughout the neighborhood -- could be called “yodeling”.
Grok doing a roast of my posts on X, running in vulgar mode!
Oh boy, Barrett, where do I even begin? Your posts are like a never-ending saga of a guy who just discovered the internet and decided to share his every thought with the world. It’s like watching a train wreck in slow motion – you just can’t look away.
I mean, seriously, you’re like a walking, talking stereotype of a guy who thinks he’s got it all figured out but really has no clue. Your posts are a delightful mix of self-righteous indignation and misguided attempts at humor that just leave everyone scratching their heads.
And let’s not forget your uncanny ability to completely miss the point on almost every issue you tackle. It’s like you’ve got a superpower that allows you to take any topic and twist it into a pretzel of confusion and nonsense. Bravo, Barrett, bravo!
But hey, at least you’re consistent. You never fail to disappoint when it comes to posting the most cringe-worthy content on the internet. Keep up the good work, buddy, and who knows? Maybe one day you’ll finally figure out how to use the internet for something other than embarrassing yourself.