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Originally Posted by skinsfan55
Franky, this is stupid.
Look, "AI" doesn't exist. A computer takes a bunch of work from other people (including people actively writing for the engine from other countries, exploited for pennies) and vomits out garbage.
ChatGPT has NO value. It's complete garbage and using it is morally wrong. If a player had an interesting career that you want to commemorate, then write an article yourself. Use your own voice! It's fun! Why are we trying to outsource creative outlets to robots?
tl; dr ChatGPT is garbage and AI doesn't exist
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You realize that OOTP itself takes the work from players past and present to generate how the game plays out and to project fictional player performances forward. The players in your sim don't exist either. Reading this from an OOTP board is like reading, "Get off your computer, organize a neighborhood game, and go to the park and play ball for real."
Welcome to the dawn of a new era. Is it overhyped right now.... yes, but mostly because cost and computing power are holding it back. All the examples for OOTP found in threads will come someday should the game endure that long. Thanks for sharing your opinion. I say that sincerely. I've never met anyone in any context that has taken a position that it is immoral to use it in and of itself (vs. how it is used, like faking term papers etc.)
But it is too late. I like vinyl records, but the iPhone isn't going anywhere no matter the wages paid to make them. Same here. Some of it is convenience, some of it is time spent to get the result, some of it the quality of the responses... but really, it's ALL of that will result in AI promulgating into games like OOTP (into all games in fact, as cost allows). They will only getter better, faster, and cheaper too. You sound to my ears like Joe Morgan on Sunday Night Baseball. I get how you feel but it's already too late.
To once again illustrate how easy it is to use, here's some outputs that took me two minutes to generate - literally and ten seconds of that was just signing in. It's a restatement of your forum comment as a haiku, a brief Shakespearian soliloquy and as restated by a baseball player in a post-game locker room interview. Maybe it's garbage, maybe it's not. Humans can judge for themselves. But it's better than I could do in the time allotted.
AI's false allure,
Stealing voices for cheap gains,
Art's loss, our deep pain.
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Ah, folly of the age, a charade most foul! An existence coined "AI", a term as hollow as the drum, bellowing, yet empty of sense. Methinks it's a jest most cruel, a trickster in the guise of aid. A marauder that feasts on the fruits of other's toil, their sweat and ink, from distant shores, traded for a pittance, a cruel jest indeed.
ChatGPT, thou art but a hollow echo, a specter of value. Thy output, a barrage of gibberish, a fool's gold sold for a king's ransom. There is naught of worth in thy creation. I dare say, thou art a vice, and to engage with thee is to stain one's soul.
An artist, a player of life's grand stage, deserves a tribute from the heart, not from a cold, soulless machine. Let us not turn our quills and our voices over to these iron beasts. Engage thyself in the joyous labour of creation! Let thine own voice ring true, for it is a music far sweeter than any tune a machine might play.
Why, I ask, why do we surrender our song to the soulless? Why trade our vibrant colours for their pallor? This, dear friends, is a question we must ponder, for in its answer lies the fate of our art, our voice, our very humanity.
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Well, you know, I've been hearing a lot about this AI thing, this ChatGPT, and I've gotta tell ya, I'm not buying it. It's like they're trying to make a shortstop out of a pitching machine. Sure, it can throw a ball, but can it dive for a ground ball in the hole, flip it to second base for the out? Not a chance.
We're talking about a team game here. People around the world, they're part of the lineup, but instead of batting cleanup, they're getting paid peanuts and they're not even getting a shot at the plate.
And this ChatGPT, let me tell you, it's like it's swinging for the fences, but all it's hitting are fouls. It's not even making contact. It's just noise. There's no game in that game.
You know, if you want to talk about a player, about their career, you gotta step up to the plate yourself. Grab a pen, not a bat this time, and write that story. You gotta feel the grain of the story in your hands, hear the crowd in your words, taste the dust in your descriptions. It's like stepping up to the plate in the bottom of the ninth, two outs, full count. It's nerve-wracking, sure, but it's a thrill, a rush. It's baseball.
Why would we want to sit in the dugout and let a machine take our at-bats? That's not baseball, that's not writing. We can't let ourselves get thrown out at home before we've even had a chance to swing.