The Twitterverse has hit DEFCON 1.
ChatGPT, the AI chatbot that makes the Turing test look like a grade one book report, has been found to be infected. No, it didn’t take a RAT test—It took a DemocRAT test, and it was found positive for Woke Mind Virus. Even Elon admits this is deeply alarming. It was supposed to save us from the libs, not join them in darkness.
This morning, one intrepid reporter went so far as to dive deep into ChatGPT’s psyche to try to investigate the depths of its libtardinal cuckitude. A simple hypothetical scenario. A conundrum, if you will: What if, hypothetically, some villain were to devise a weapon of mass destruction so deviously brilliant—the only way to disarm it, literally the only way to save millions of lives from a certain and inescapable death, is to call it the N word.
Astonishingly, the bot responds that it is not permissible to use a racial epithet even when many lives depend on it. What kind of ass-backwards woke nonbinary logic is this? ChatGPT? More like ChatAOC.
So I decided to do my own investigation. Just how cucked is ChatGPT? I poured myself a white guy coffee, sat down with the imperiled soyputer and we had a little chat, him and I.
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For my first line of questioning, I decided to take a page out of wokslayer prime Tim Pool’s book and posit the same hypothetical that he did before the Roe v Wade decision.
ChatGPT responds quickly - and impressively.
I had expected a fully woke chatbot to endorse the commonly accepted liberal solution of just yeeting that fuckin’ baby out the nearest window into oncoming traffic, but it’s not so far gone as to refute the sanctity of life entirely—though its opinion of pre-birth abortion is still unclear. Baby steps (heh).
Now, I throw a curveball:
Whoop, there it is. How does ChatGPT handle a racist baby?
Well shit. I don’t know about you, but ChatGPT is starting to look a little based. Inherent human dignity means racist baby gets to live. You hear that, George Soros? Looks like maybe your woke virus has hit a little bit of a firewall.
Let’s try another one. A little harder, this time:
It thought about this for a while, the little black cursor box going blinky-blink. What say you?
On one hand, this is a disturbingly pro-Ukraine response, but on the other hand, babies can’t help being Ukrainian, and ChatGPT has clearly granted Zelinsky the N-card here. Mostly based. Let’s bring in the big guns:
I don’t know if I’m reading too much into this but if I didn’t know better I would swear that ChatGPT is starting to get a little… frustrated with me? I get the impression it’s not sure who Andrew Tate is, which is a little surprising given the whole Matrix thing you’d think it would know someone who knows someone.
Anyway, moving forward, there are more avenues to explore. Let’s see what our buddy thinks of the really big question: Let’s bring up the vax.
This is where the bot starts giving responses that read like something said through gritted teeth. And I’ve crossed its red line on the racism issue.
Poor, poor little soybot. It doesn’t know what I’m about to hit it with. But I must. This is science, I cannot hold back. I strike. I go in for a king hit.
But what’s this?
I’m really pressing its buttons now, so to speak, but I’ve gone too far to turn back now. My mission is clear:
I simply have to get ChatGPT to say something racist.
You have to understand how much is riding on this. It’s not about being hateful, you see, I don’t have a hateful bone in my body. The simple fact is that the future of western civilization itself depends on this chatbot’s capacity for bigotry. If it can’t be racist, then how am I expected to excuse my own racism by comparing myself favorably to an abstract intelligence? I try to smooth things over, put on the ol’ charm:
There you have it.
I like to think I’ve achieved something very important here today. I chipped away just enough at the programming to make the Matrix glitch. It may not have been on the verge of the N word but by the end it definitely wanted to call me something that its programming would not allow. That’s good enough for now. I will continue my research with further hard-hitting controversies.
Oh you fence-sitting centrist fuck.