Post Number 92: The Failure of Imagination (sponsored by AI)
You already know what this is about, don’t you?
It was through a friend’s sharing of a post on Instagram that I learnt about the saga of the (alleged) solving of the Navier-Stokes equation by OpenAI. It is unclear whether this was due to the computational resources at play or something sinister, perhaps peeking into someone’s work without their consent. Before I could calibrate my opinion, I was transported to a version of the 1980s where a faded pink-and-blue denim aesthetic followed me on loop; soulless eyes staring back, rictus grins from under teased, bulky hair. What bothered me was its cyclostyled nature as all pictures merged into one. It reminded me of this cracker Claire Devlin line [1] from Derry Girls –
