Fuck You, Copilot
A little while ago, I talked about using AI for editing. I started looking for online AI editors, but then discovered Copilot could do the job for me. This was like finding out the neighbour I’d blissfully ignored for years had a skillset that I could’ve been maximising. My initial conversation with Copilot was the sort of conversation I might have with a human editor before they started work – a feeling out process. Copilot wanted to rewrite me. I told it, no, I just wanted a hard proofread. It said it could do that. We went back and forth over the parameters. I insisted it marked things up in…
The Other Me
‘The Good Doctor’ iii. Inside Dr Victor’s consulting room, I told Dr Victor what had happened. Dr Victor listened stoically. It could’ve been any other appointment, bar for the gravity of his expression. Then he asked me questions about whether I’d had any other symptoms. Had I heard voices? No, I told him, but just that he could ask that question worried me into thinking that I might hear voices. I asked him what I should do if I do. He told me to ignore them. That didn’t seem helpful at all. I said I couldn’t believe I felt this way, because I hadn’t been too bad in the weeks…