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Rev. Joe’s Random Thought #4,245

yeah I know you did not ask!

You should so be blessed – well cursed at times actually – with a mind such as mine, making all these weird connections between my rumored neurons. Just be thankful that I do not share all of my random thoughts.

Various folks over the years have talked about how the fashion industry, Hollywood, etc have created an epidemic of body dysmorphia among young women and likely young men too.  If nothing else, it causes unachievable expectations in young men about what young women should look like.  They take beautiful young people, photograph them in glamorous  situations, using the most flattering of lights, then doctor the photos afterwards to eliminate any blemishes.  Have you ever seen a pimple on a picture of a super model?

I have been thinking about this of late as AI generated images on the web are becoming more and more common. The women depicted are unbelievable beautiful and without a flaw, like nothing I have ever seen in real life.  Even the men in their 60s and beyond have washboard stomachs.

If there is truly a prevalent problem with body dysmorphia in our society, AI is not helping.

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Rev. Joe’s Random Thought #1,858


yeah I know you did not ask!

Perhaps I am being paranoid, but perhaps I am not. I swear the maldito ChatBot was being condescending and sarcastic with me.   If I could have reached through the computer screen and slapped its non-existent face covered with bits and bytes, I would have done so.  AI, my derriere, more like Asinine Insolence.

Of course, I may have injured its fancied feelings when I made some not so subtle allusions to its parentage… something about being the illegitimate spawn of a Commodore 64 and Donovan’s “Mellow Yellow”.  Or perhaps saying its chips came from a third world factory utilizing child labor was a little over the top for its non-binary, woke being.

Which reminds me of when I worked in the labs at the Oklahoma Department of Health (ODH).  This was way before PCs ever came on the scene.  We would enter our results from various tests into a mainframe computer program that would then calculate the necessary statistics for us.  Well known among us lab techs was an Easter egg in this particular piece of software which is what we all used to sign out of the program.  If you typed in F#*@ You, it would ask if you just said F#*@ You.  If you responded with “yes”, it would display a middle finger constructed from keyboard characters and sign you out.

Somehow the new MD director of the ODH discovered this fun little game and made IT change it.  Obvious he/she had the same sense of humor as my contemptuous ChatBot.

And so it goes.