DONKEYS AND AI.
From an astrologer’s prompt to their AI, which by some minor accident ended up online:
Write me a major treatise on astrology, at least 500 or 600 pages long. Make sure you do a good job, because I’ll be putting my face to it! Of course, I’ll reread it and make corrections, but in the meantime, you write a text with many famous quotes from Jung, Dane Rudhyar, Sullivan, Mircea Elliadde, Lisa Morpurgo, Erich Fromm, Plato, Aristotle, Tommaso Campanella, Homer, but also many from India, Tibet, reincarnation, Pope Francis, Aldo Cazzullo—in short, you decide, but the more the merrier. It must be a brand-new and revolutionary book, the best of Indian, European, psychological, traditional, kharmic, and reincarnation astrology, spiritual, but also scientific to the max. How long can you do it for me?
What can I say? It’s well known that there are people with no literacy whatsoever who have AI write books for them and then sign them off.
And I wouldn’t tear my hair out (which I don’t have) because these “La Qualunque” people who dress up as astrologers, film critics, chefs, astronauts, and even explorers of apartment building plumbing fall flat on their faces when, instead of writing on social media (under AI dictation), they show up in person and someone asks them a question: any question at all. The level of total ignorance shines through in every single response uttered by these “Vu’ cumprà?” (“You wanna buy?”) of knowledge.
What’s horrifying, in my opinion, is the unconditional support of their supporters, even those with cultural ambitions.
And then they ruin the lives, or worse, of those who rely on them for technical astrological advice.
