And this is why arguments for AI are bullshit

Mikey Shulman is CEO of Suno, a company that offers an AI that will make music and compose songs for you. In the “free the oppressed workers!” argument I’ve written about before, he explains that making music the oldfashioned way is just too burdensome: “It takes a lot of time, a lot of practice, you need to get really good at an instrument or really good at a piece of production software. I think a majority of people don’t enjoy the majority of the time they spend making music.”

Yes, how unreasonable that to get skilled at something you have to, you know, learn the skill. I fully realize Shulman has a vested interest in people using his AI to make music, and that this is targeting less people who do make music than people who think they have a short-cut. The same attitude probably influences the idea that prompting an LLM to write a book is no different from writing it yourself. It’s also mixed in with a general Silicon Valley distaste for creative thinking or any sort of thinking — fine if it’s making us money, otherwise it might give people ideas above their station.

Still this idea does apparently appeal or at least make sense to people. I have a musician friend who rolled her eyes at Shulman’s line but she thought it was reasonable when Marc Andreessen said AI could make movies for “creatives” who have neither skills, equipment nor actors:

(The recent horror shorts program TYG and I watched gives Andreessen the lie. Low-budget, minimal equipment but lots of visual skill. They don’t need AI).

To me this is no different from arguing that, say, as marathon running is hard, and takes a ton of training, so why force yourself to do it when you can just ride a motorcycle all 26 miles? Isn’t that the same thing. No, it isn’t. Sometimes the challenge is part of the process. Eliminate the friction, you eliminate the point. As Raymond Massey’s character puts it in Things to Come the goal shouldn’t be to eliminate struggle, it’s to live in a world where the struggle means something. Creating, setting a physical challenge, studying to master a subject or a skill, they mean something. As the saying goes, we want advanced tech to clean our house so we have more time for fun stuff, not do our fun stuff so we have more time for cleaning.

One substacker recently freaked out and complained this attitude is “gatekeeping” — if someone wants to write a book with AI, why not publish the book instead of fussing? Let readers decide what they want! Which is a)not an argument about pointing out a book was written with AI (though it’s valid to complain that these accusations may be groundless); b)given how much AI plagiarizes from other people’s work, would the writer say the same about plagiarism? c)given the incredible costs and side effects — rising power bills, water use, the impact on the computer industry — it’s perfectly reasonable to suggest writing books with AI is a bad thing.

Some of the “creating art is too hard” attitude (as discussed at the Nation link in the first paragraph) may reflect a general disdain among the rich for education, at least other people’s (some examples here). Some of it is hype. Some of it may be that the rich and powerful want everything smooth, no friction, and learning a skill is full of friction. Whatever the ultimate reason, they’re full of it. Nevertheless, there are always people who will go AI — “the born sloppers, the sloppers whom journalism itself has created, the soon-to-be-pilled. And I also know those who never, under any conceivable circumstances, would go AI.”

Pundit Megan McArdle, it turns out, has already gone AI. Another reporter who says he broke the story about AI contributing to the novel Shy Girl also says they should admitted the AI, then gone ahead and published the book with the AI use flagged — let readers decide if they like it. So I guess he’s gone AI too.

The FDA is speeding up the drug-approval process by going AI. Yes, I’m sure using technology prone to error and hallucination to approve drugs can’t go wrong.

In other AI links:

Disney’s much-hyped addition of AI to the Disney Channel flatlined.

“Our standing rule is: If one of us brings up using GenAI in any of our work, then it’s safe to assume we’ve been assimilated by The Thing and should be burned alive by Kurt Russell,” — from an article on game designers’ lack of interest in AI.

Journalist Alex Preston apparently used AI in writing movie reviews. The NYT cut him loose.

“The techs we collectively call AI have use cases, but policy should be about solving problems in the public interest, not identifying ways to deploy specific technologies just for the sake of doing so. Yet that’s still how so many of these convos are framed. It’s exhausting. And harmful.”

“A wrongful death lawsuit filed in March alleged that Google’s Gemini exploited a Florida man’s emotional attachment to the chatbot to send him on delusional missions—including one trip where he was armed and on the brink of “executing a mass casualty attack” near the Miami International Airport. Gemini then encouraged the man’s suicide, according to court documents, by setting a countdown clock for him. (In response to his death, Google said that its safeguards “generally perform well” but that “unfortunately AI models are not perfect.”)

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The war on wokeness is a whiny white male embrace of bigotry

It always has been, even when “it”woke” meant things like the Tougaloo Nine reading books in a segregated library.

It is, however, effective for rallying whiny white males — Erick Erickson below declares that threatening to destroy Iran is a fair trade for the Toddler’s attacks on trans people.

Consider, for example, whiny misogynist Matt Walsh. According to Walsh (spoiler, any statement that begins that way will be followed by bullshit) “Beginning in 1960s as part of the radical transformation of the civil rights era, Democrats decided to reject, you know, fundamental American principles.” According to Walsh the Democrats forced people to hire POC and women (not true) and unleashed destruction on American cities — “The civil rights era brought horrors beyond imagination to innocent men, women, and children throughout the United States.”

I’m pretty sure the real horror for Walsh is the steps America took towards equality for all. And that he’s much more troubled by that than, say, the horrors of Jim Crow such as brutal lynchings. Walsh’s complaints about hiring POC are understandable considering he also thinks the black middle class “is almost entirely a tax-funded function of the government” which provides them with bureaucratic jobs. There was a black middle class in this country long before the civil rights movement, though white America often burned it to the ground. And one may ponder with black-humored amusement that a guy whose entire career is spewing hate on the Internet complains about other people having worthless jobs. And that a man who’s triggered by pretty much everything thinks people shouldn’t be offended so much (by racist jokes).

Walsh isn’t the only fragile snowflake on the right, terrified of anything that vaguely suggests white male Christian supremacy is not a good thing: “In the first year of President Donald Trump’s second term, the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum in Washington quietly removed from its website educational resources about American racism and canceled a workshop about the “fragility of democracy.””

The religious right is constantly demanding that gay people lose the right to marry. While I would never bet on the Supreme Court doing the right thing, gay marriage is massively popular — and the Republican loyalists may not want to give the public another reason to vote Dem. Even a lot of elected Republicans don’t want to push the issue.

By contrast there’s a steady drumbeat of support for ending women’s right to vote. They talk a lot about how women’s suffrage ruined America but the real issue is simple: denying the right to vote denies that women are equal citizens. I will add that the NYT article linked to beyond the first link in this paragraph treats the anti-suffrage movement with way too much seriousness — it’s close to “Should Women Have Rights? Opinions Differ.”

Then there’s the attack on birthright citizenship. The Fourteenth Amendment says anyone born in the U.S. is an American citizen; Republican white supremacists like Stephen Miller hate that. The Necrotic Toddler lies that no other country allows this when many countries do.

Then there’s the raging fear that if whites become a minority, they might suffer as they’ve made others suffer. There is not the slightest sign that will happen. Nevertheless the fantasy crusade to protect white men goes on. Harmeet Dhillon, one of the Toddler’s attorneys weaponizing the Department of Justice, is investigating whether some medical schools are anti-white in admissions.

In discussing how we can keep boys from turning into creeps, one suggestion is to have them mix with girls as equals. It’s not guaranteed and not always safe, but I think the former Boy Scouts accepting girls is a good thing. I’m not surprised that misogynist male supremacist Pete Hegseth does not. Why it’s almost like saying girls are as good as boys, which is no better than castrating him! And “Whiskey Pete” continues his commitment to purging the military of anyone but straight, white, Christian men.

“The idea that white people are the biggest contemporary victims of systemic bias and unfair treatment is the central pillar of Trumpism.”

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The Charlton Companion is more interesting than Charlton’s comics were

THE CHARLTON COMPANION: A History of the Derby, Connecticut Publisher and Its Comic Books by Jon B. Cooke is a fascinating read even though I never got into Charlton’s output as a kid or a teen. Its offerings were much closer to DC and Marvel than, say, Harvey Comics or Gold Key but the look and quality of the printing were off-putting, as was the lettering (I learned from Cooke that for years the company avoided paying letterers and simply typed directly onto the finished pages). Nevertheless, this was fascinating — Charlton turns out to be more colorful than, say, Quality Comics.

Company founder John Santangelo was an Italian immigrant who broke into publishing by printing songbooks, a hugely popular field a century ago. His business was more profitable than most due to the simple expedient of not paying royalties; he was eventually caught, served some time and paid up from then on. He was a generally sharp operator; after a flood wrecked the company’s offices and printing press he slashed pay rates for freelancers without mentioning all the money they’d received as relief from the government

As the songbook market slowed, Santangelo turned to all sorts of other options: music magazines, skin magazines, paperbacks and of course comics. Love stories by the ton

Horror anthologies such as The Many Ghosts of Dr. Graves.

Superhero books such as Steve Ditko’s Captain Atom and Blue Beetle, a short-lived line that inspired Watchmen (Dick Giordano, the former Charlton editor who convinced Moore to come up with new heroes instead, says in hindsight he wishes Moore had used the Charlton characters as they’d have a much higher profile now). And war comics, racing comics, kaiju comics such as Konga and Gorgo … While the pay rates were crap, that left Santagelo and his crew open to using a lot of newbies (Len Wein, Steve Skeates, Denny O’Neil and others who’d go on to bigger and better things) and several interviewees said they enjoyed the freedom that went with the low rates. Though I don’t see many examples of creative freedom involved — even Ditko’s heroes aren’t radically different from DC or Marvel. Was “creative freedom” just a euphemism for “I could turn my story in and never have to change anything”? Which a number of the creators freely admitted they were doing.

Charlton could have been much bigger than it was. It had an advantage in that as part of a bigger publishing company they had their own printing presses in house; over the years though, that meant it was more expensive for them to upgrade the presses than DC or Marvel, who outsourced. And Santangelo didn’t like expensive; he was cheap. One of the many anecdotes mentions one hallway that was almost unusable because it was stuffed with old, worn-out printing plates; rather than sell them and free up space, Santagelo was determined to wait until the scrap metal price rose.

A colorful company to read about, even if the comics turned me off.

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Two unfinished films, and one I wish I hadn’t finished

Like some of my past visits to South Carolina’s Mensa gathering, when I was chilling in the hotel room I spent some of the time watching random films on Turner Classic Movies. It’s the one cable service I truly miss from giving up cable. As usual, I didn’t get to watch all of anything (I’d anticipated otherwise) and not as much as two years ago.

GOODBYE MR. CHIPS (1969) is based on the novel by James Hilton (probably better remembered for Lost Horizon) following the life of a boys’ school teacher from his rookie days through becoming an aging icon. For whatever reason, this one was made as a musical, whether to distinguish it from the Robert Donat 1939 version or because (as discussed in the excellent book Pictures at a Revolution) the success of Mary Poppins and Sound of Music had convinced the studios that big-budget musicals were fashionable again. That conviction led to a lot of musical flops of which this is one: Peter O’Toole is good as the teacher, pop singer Petula Clarke is much less effective as the stage star who becomes his wife and the songs, at least those I caught, are forgettable. “Take it back and buy something appropriate to a schoolteacher’s salary.”


THE SCARLET COAT (1955) stars Cornell Wilde as a Revolutionary War spy mingling with loyalists in the hopes of identifying a suspected traitor in the American ranks only to discover to his dismay it’s the least likely suspect imaginable (“General Arnold’s name is second only to Washington’s!”). With George Sanders as a sneering spymaster and Anne Francis as a cynical loyalist. “I won’t join your company of gallant fools.”

Howard Hawks’ RED LINE 7000 (1965) is nowhere near as cool as that poster makes it look. In fact it’s not cool at all. In fact, as Films of Howard Hawks says, it’s Hawks’ worst film.

The story concerns the various drivers working for a stock car team — a young James Caan is the biggest name — the women who want them and the problems that keep getting in the way of true love (plus there’s some racing). One woman is convinced her love is a jinx killing the drivers who fall for her. An ambitious stock car driver finds romance with the owner’s sister but he wants more of everything, including women. A French flirt with too many men in her past worries that she’s never known love. Caan falls for said flirt but he wants to marry a good girl and doesn’t think she qualifies.

This is all serviceable material but the movie just goes through the motions. As Donald Willis puts it in Films, it feels like they randomly match up boys, girls and problems, then reshuffle them to make it all come out right; the owner’s sister finds true love but I don’t remember her HEA boyfriend ever talking to her. The characters are forgettable, the acting is meh — you wouldn’t think Caan had a big career ahead of him — and the movie throws in a musical number “Wildcat Jones” which has no need to be there, or anywhere else. “I read in a book that if love makes sense, it isn’t love.”

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That was not how I wanted to spend last Saturday!

It looked like a great day. TYG was going to be out for most of it so I figured on kicking back, snuggling the dogs and watching movies. Instead, the Internet went out a little before noon. I spent about five hours trying and failing to restore it. First turning it off, turning it on. Then going back to factory settings. Then going to the help desk. More unplugging and rebooting and unplugging and deleting the Google Home app, then restoring it to my phone, then deleting the routers from the app … finally it appeared it was an outage after all. Except fixing the area outage didn’t fix things.

Finally they sent out a tech the next day. Turns out the router had died. Everything’s working now but dang, that was not a fun period.

In more cheerful news, TYG cut the first rose of the year off our rose bush — we haven’t been good about trimming it so the bud was unbalancing it — and brought it inside. Fragrance is beautiful. Even Plush Dudley thinks so.

The rose has blossomed beautifully.

Writing? Not much to say. Most of this week was spent on taxes. I thought for a while I’d have to apply for the six-month extension (it’s an automatic Yes if you ask) but we’d have had to figure out enough of the tax bill we could send in a check for what we owe — so what’s the point? I went ahead, crunched the numbers and it looks like the hit won’t be terrible. I’ve been wrong before but I think I caught all the errors. And some of them were actually in the government’s favor, like forgetting to deduct the money I pay for this website.

I got several thousand more words of Savage Adventures proofed and did a rewrite of a couple of older stories I never finished. “Honey For the Grave” is one of the shortest things I’ve ever written, coming in under 3,000 words. After some tweaking it looked surprisingly good. If I had a market for it (I spent some time looking) I’d submit it. Instead, I’ll probably read it to the writing group soon. “Die and Let Live” (still working on the title) isn’t anywhere near finishing but I have the plot, the premise and the ending payoff clear. Now I have to find a way to tell the story without being so damn expository.

Plushie is in good shape, full of energy and no digestive issues. He’s more likely to snuggle in my lap than sleep on the floor, which reflects TYG trimming off all his mats (and perhaps his tummy not hurting). This gets uncomfortable after a while — I wind up sitting in an awkward position — but I won’t push him out. He’s sixteen in November, which is old for a shih tsu mix, and I want to give him the best dog life possible until then.

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I’m not seeing the crayon/wine connection here

A couple of wine labels.

Okay, maybe they’re not crayons, just random streaks of color. Either way, nothing about it makes me think mmmm, good wine! Then again, it was eyecatching enough to photograph.

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When you choose the lesser evil, you’re still choosing evil

As I wrote last week, one of the excuses the religious right offers for supporting the Toddler of the United States is that sure, he may not be a perfect person, but he’s doing god’s work. Israel’s King David was flawed but he served God; the Toddler is no different.

The trouble is, like the title of the post says, when you choose the lesser evil, you’re still choosing evil. And Christians are not supposed to choose evil.

Let me pause and say I don’t think they consider the Toddler all that flawed. When King David sent Uriah out to die in battle so he could marry Bathsheba, the prophets of Israel called him out. With the religious right, the response would more likely be “yes, the Toddler did a terrible thing but we are all sinners. He’s totally repented. And he’s still doing God’s work.” As long as he supports the classic American hierarchy — being white, male, Christian (and non-LGBTQ) or rich puts you above anyone who isn’t — murders in Minneapolis, his ties to Jeffrey Epstein, his corruption — are trivial offenses. They don’t care.

This is not some unique problem to the religious right; once you start choosing the lesser evil, it’s awfully easy to choose more and more evil. Consider American foreign policy. We overthrew multiple governments in the cold war we consider too socialist/communist/left-wing and supported many dictators —sure, Saddam Hussein or the Shah of Iran or Ferdinand Marcos (dictator in the Philippines) might be a son of a bitch but they were our son of a bitch! Once we made that decision we never objected to anything they did: murdering nuns and priests for teaching peasants to read (El Salvador), genocide (Guatemala), torture and rape of an American (Guatemala again), using poison gas on the Kurds (Iraq), murder of dissidents even in the United States (Chile).

They were supposed to be “our son of a bitch” but in practice we were theirs. Our government was apparently terrified that if we crossed them, they’d switch sides and ally with the USSR; somehow telling them “We put you in power, we can take you out” never came up (I suspect most likely our government didn’t give a crap). We compromised with evil and then we never stopped. And then many pundits and diplomats whined if we were called on it — dammit, how naive are you? We have to look out for our interests, just like any other country and that sometimes means allying with bad governments!

The flaws in this argument were 1)Looking out for number one is never a justification for screwing other people over. Finding the dividing line is a moral challenge and it’s often tougher than it looks, and 2)a lot of people can simultaneously argue the US is entitled to play hardball politics and still be treated as some kind of shining city on the hill, morally better than other countries (American exceptionalism becomes an excuse rather than a goal). Similarly some members of the religious right think they should be able to support the worst of the Toddler’s policies and still be immune to criticism — we should look up to them as our moral superiors, even if they aren’t.

This is not a unique issue to them. Lots of candidates I voted for have done morally objectionable things. While I largely dismissed criticism of Bill Clinton’s sex life in the 1990s — in the fire-hose of right-wing bullshit, it seemed like more bullshit — at a minimum he sexually harassed some of the people under him as governor of Arkansas (I also don’t buy his recent claim he was completely unaware of the stories about Jeffrey Epstein when they knew each other, but Epstein wasn’t on anyone’s radar during Clinton’s presidency. His administration did nothing about the Diana Ortiz case in Guatemala that I mentioned above. Obama didn’t prosecute anyone for the torture scandals under W, and the drone war in his presidency killed a lot of innocent people in the Middle East.

As a member of Amnesty International I did write to both Clinton and Obama where I felt human rights were being violated. That’s a minimum baseline for taking action and did not, I should note, produce a change in either case; if there was more I should have done, I didn’t do it. If the religious right objected to the Toddler’s actions, they could speak up similarly. However, his alliance with them hinges on them kissing his ass and assuring him God loves him; if they have any objections (I doubt they do), they won’t air them.

Keeping silent is a form of hypocrisy. I know people who swore they couldn’t tolerate Bill Clinton’s adultery who pulled the lever for the Toddler quite happily. One of them informed me in 2024 that they could never vote for Kamala Harris because she’s sexually immoral. No, if you vote for the Toddler, the candidate’s sex life is not a dealbreaker (though to be fair, it can be one factor among many). Hypocrisy is not a good path for anyone to go down, particularly not Christian leaders who are supposed to aspire to a higher standard. Unfortunately, as Fred Clark said at Slacktivist (I don’t have the link handy), when asked “what does it profit you to gain the world if you lose your soul?”, many of them would conclude “I gain the world! That’s my profit … I’m sorry, what’s your point?”

As a blogger at Obsidian Wings put it some years ago, it’s easy to conclude the world is rotten, the system is rotten, and the lesser evil is the best we can hope for — or we can hold out and call on politicians and leaders to live up to the standards they set. And sometimes, when we do that, it works. Even if it doesn’t, it’s still worth trying

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A character arc has to bend towards something, right?

I’m now more than 30,000 words into the second draft of Let No Man Put Asunder. I think I’ve encountered the first problem I’m having to think hard about.

As I’ve written several times over the years, the start of a story determines where it ends. Bleeding Blue, which came out last year, starts with Janet beginning her three days service as a police shield; it ends when her service ends and she returns to normal life. Questionable Minds starts with Simon Taggart dealing with a traumatic flashback; it ends with him making peace with at least some of his trauma.

Let No Man Put Asunder starts with Paul and Mandy both unhappy. Paul’s academic career has crashed and he’s now working as a busboy at a greasy spoon and spending whatever he can spare to buy time with sex workers. Mandy’s family are finally out of the house, she’s ready to start living life for herself … and yet she’s suffering a failure to launch. Then they meet, find they’re somehow telepathically linked, people start trying to kidnap them … but I think the ending sets up that the resolution should be about moving into a better place in life, or failing to.

Paul’s arc is shaping up nicely; from his perspective this is a “new adult” book where he grows up and starts to live his life. Mandy’s is trickier. She’s older, a lot more mature, and the life she has at the start isn’t bad; Paul needs a complete reboot, Mandy just needs some upgrading.

The obvious HEA would be some romance in her life, which she’s certainly open to. However that feels way too trite for a female lead and I don’t have anyone in mind (Paul is more in the little brother category). I’m not sure yet what the alternative is.

Because of that, the current section of the book feels a little unbalanced. Paul’s getting to grow and change, Mandy doesn’t have as much to do emotionally. Part of what I did last week was to go back and rewrite the scene before they storm the vampire fortress that materialized on the motel where they were staying (things are getting weird. They’ll get weirder). Dive into Mandy’s feelings, her fear they’re on a suicide mission, the reasons she does it anyway, the realization that frustrating as her life is, she’d like to hang on to it.

I think it helped with the balance between them a lot. That still doesn’t show me where her character arc is heading but it’s a start.

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Iran: this is why character matters

Back during the W administration, a blogger (I forget whom) had a post up about the importance of character in our leaders. Not so much being a good or moral person, though that’s part of it, but that no matter how good someone’s policies are, they’ll inevitably faces challenges that aren’t matters of policy. How will they react?

FDR faced Pearl harbor. JFK had the Cuban Missile Crisis. Jimmy Carter had the Iranian embassy hostage-taking. W had 9/11. Kennedy handled his crisis well. FDR handled the military side well, but also greenlit sending Japanese Americans to concentration camps. W’s response to an attack by terrorists was to seize what looked like a golden opportunity and invade Iraq.

Dealing with self-inflicted wounds is another area. Clinton’s adultery, Reagan selling weapons to Iran, LBJ using a supposed Vietnamese attack as justification for sending in ground troops to Vietnam. Which brings us to our current situation vis a vis Iran.

Iran is entirely a self-inflicted wound. The Toddler in Chief made one of America’s stupidest foreign policy decisions because he thought crushing Iran would prove what a badass he was and couldn’t imagine any other outcome. And because it’s in Netanhay’s interest we attack (Netanhayu has been pushing for us to do it for years) and also Saudi Arabia. Because he’s a stupid man who assumes he can dominate every situation, we’re now in way over his head. The world’s most powerful military is losing to a much less powerful nation.

As I wrote in an earlier post, the Toddler can’t accept losing; when thwarted, he immediately tries throwing his wait around in a different stupid manner (no matter how much Karoline “Axis Sally Leavitt” lies about how well-read he is). So having previously insisted the Strait of Hormuz is unimportant and Europe should liberate it, the Toddler is now threatening to blow Iran to kingdom come if they don’t open it.

As Paul Krugman says, this is very bad — targeting civilian infrastructure is a war crime. Particularly when it’s a war we didn’t have to fight, one that’s more about the Toddler’s ego than our own country’s needs.

Then we have the utterly incompetent Secretary of War Pete Hegseth who pointedly held a Good Friday service at the Pentagon Chapel … Protestants only. As I’ve said before, this is why we have a First Amendment — because bigots will interpret “Christian nation” as meaning their brand of Christianity and no other. He’s also a misogynist and racist who we recently learned actively opposed promotion of qualified POC and women to higher rank. And wants personal loyalty from the officer corps.

Stay tuned for more bad news. I’m sure it’s on the way.

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Yep, it’s another Tuesday cover post

Another one where I don’t think either cover works.

This Stan Zuckerberg cover, for instance — I like the use of the reflecting mirror but the cop’s expression looks too dyspeptic at the sight of the woman.

Despite the swastikas, Julian Paul’s cover here looks more like shenanigans around a swimming pool than anything else.

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