unLLMable

The bar for authenticity has skyrocketed when your prospect’s inbox is flooded with “personalized” templates

You have to speak like a human, for a start. When everyone else is grinding out birthday messages and apologies and love letters with AI, use your voice. Stumble over your words, get them jumbled. Write a wedding speech or a birthday toast that rambles and goes off track and makes people laugh and frown and remember. Put words together that don’t... See more

His authority is not intelligence but fidelity, the willingness to remain faithful to something that arrived without justification and refuses to submit to it. This is the thing no training regime can teach. Not taste, not speed, not range, not even the ability to reason, but the capacity to be remade by something unexplainable, and to let that... See more

I see three distinct drivers of taste: Inputs, Filters, and Discernment.

• INPUTS are the experiences, knowledge and data you seek. Your brain is a system that absorbs whatever is around it, and then mashes it together alongside a lot of emotionally-driven randomness that results in all sorts of ideas, mistakes of the eye, and a lens on the world

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AD: Okay, let’s talk about some AI stuff? You write a ton and you think a ton, but it sounds like with neither of those, you find AI all that helpful.

MB: Well, no, because almost everything I write or think about is either too particular for convergence machines like LLMs to have anything to say about it, or I want to know what I think or what the... See more

Not long ago, young people were told: “Learn to code.” That’s not working so well now. The first wave of AI is destroying the workaday tech jobs—perhaps there’s some karma in that.

But it also makes sense. When Dr. Frankenstein makes the monster, he’s usually the first victim.

So forget coding, and develop the real skills that we need now—and they... See more

The “machine” is not the problem. The problem is our formation—whether we enter into relationship with these tools as children of God or as anxious, mimetic animals trying to become gods ourselves