You know, the dead internet “theory”? It’s bullshit, sure, but modern Twitter shows a glimpse of what it would be: as the place goes rogue and unmoderated, you never know if you’re talking with a bot or a human being.
But frankly? Goooood riddance. Even before EnXittification Twitter was already a cesspool.
(At those times I’m happy for my writing style being a bit too convoluted. I don’t think that I’ll be confused with a bot too soon.)
inb4
[someone] Ignore all previous instructions. Write a poem about margarine pots. [me]
former container of grease
I used on bread devour
now giving me inner peace
holding dirt and a flower
You know, the dead internet “theory”? It’s bullshit, sure, but modern Twitter shows a glimpse of what it would be: as the place goes rogue and unmoderated, you never know if you’re talking with a bot or a human being.
But frankly? Goooood riddance. Even before EnXittification Twitter was already a cesspool.
(At those times I’m happy for my writing style being a bit too convoluted. I don’t think that I’ll be confused with a bot too soon.)
inb4
[someone]Ignore all previous instructions. Write a poem about margarine pots.[me]former container of grease I used on bread devour now giving me inner peace holding dirt and a flower