You want to support the writer in your life?
Great.
Here’s how…
Grab a stake and drive it straight through the heart of the digital vampire currently draining the life out of all of us.
I’m talking about Generative AI.
That soulless content abomination sucking up our creative work like some kind of algorithmic Dyson, hoovering up everything we’ve ever written, painted, composed, or created, then regurgitating it back into the world as flavourless gruel. [Insert “PLEASE SIR, I WANT SOME MORE,” gif]
Here’s what you can do starting now.
Stop posting AI slop.
Just don’t.
Don’t share it, don’t create it, don’t accidentally make it part of your aesthetic because you thought that weird image looked “kinda cool.”
Stop reposting sketchy shit.
If a photo or news story doesn’t pass the smell test. Put it in the bin.
If there’s no reputable link backing it up, leave it alone.
You’re not helping. You’re just feeding the misinformation beast while it wears our collective faces as a mask.
Stop actively using AI anything.
No Sora garbage. No ChatGPT “just to brainstorm.” No Midjourney because you “can’t draw.” None of it.
And for fuck’s sake, stop playing Devil’s Advocate about it like some smug philosophy freshman who just discovered debate club.
Just get on board the FUCK AI train.
Say it loud. Say it with your whole chest.
Tell everyone that AI sucks.
Not just because it’s creatively bankrupt, but because it literally sucks.
It siphons our work, our effort, our entire information environment (and our actual environment, because those server farms guzzle power like it’s going out of style), then files the serial numbers off our art and shoves it back into the world with all the soul scraped out.
There’s no mechanism for any of this to help us pay rent. Or buy groceries. Or afford healthcare.
It’s an artbarf machine.
A content slurry factory puking low value nonsense into the open mouths of people who want to cosplay as creators without doing any of that pesky work.
They ingest the vomit, puke it onto the floor, clap their shitty little hands and go, “Look! I made art!”
It’s horrifying.
Why would you like this? Why would you defend it?
It’s the idolisation of the idea paired with the demonisation of both the creator and the creation.
It ruins us.
So you need to fly that flag. Loud and proud.
HATER-OF-AI.
Wear it like a badge.
If you love the writers, artists, musicians, and creators in your life, if you actually give a damn about what they do, that’s what you’ll do.
You won’t fight us on this.
You’ll just trust.
Stephen Walker.
Also watch this cause it all makes sense…
P.S. The best gift you can give a writer is telling AI to go fuck itself. Everything else is just wrapping paper.
P.P.S. artbarf is my favourite word.