AI, Hieronymus Bosch and My Diary (May 18)

They say that stability in creativity is a sign of mastery, and this is perhaps true, because almost anyone can come up with an interesting post or compose a fascinating story, but when a person tries to do it regularly, this is where problems arise. Even the legs, a dull and brainless organ, consisting of bones and meat, get tired pretty quickly, what can we say about the capricious and complex brain? Everyone has one interesting story, but to tell thirty stories for each day of the month, you need to be a professional writer.





I knew one blogger who every day simply retold one new episode of some endless Turkish series. It was a long time ago, and not on this platform, so his nickname will not tell anyone anything, and in general, this is not about personalities, but about the principle as such. So, the blogger found for himself an inexhaustible source of content, similar to a nuclear reactor, and the content was not some second-rate, but, without exaggeration, chic. A huge plus was that none of his readers watched this series. It was a typical, one might say canonical soap opera, and people considered watching such a product beneath their dignity. Therefore, my friend without fear retold each series every day, only slightly changing the details.





And of course, one day he was caught. The blogger was accused of plagiarism, and he had nothing to argue, since each post denounced him completely and irrevocably. People who had watched this series for a long time and with interest immediately arrived, so they knew the material in all its details. The funny thing is that these people reproached the blogger not for plagiarism, but for the fact that he changed something or simply shortened something when retelling. However, this did not help to present the case as if the blogger creatively reworked the story from the series, the label of a plagiarist hung on him forever, and he had to start a new account and start life from scratch.





As far as I know, he still regrets that he was too lazy to change the details more so that the similarity of his recordings with the script of the series was not so striking. But is he ashamed of his act? Of course not. He regularly gave people good quality content, what else is needed for happiness? I would not be surprised if it turns out that on the new account that person is doing the same thing, only more reasonably and carefully.





This story is not about Hive, or even about Steemit or Blurt, so the zealots of the purity of content can relax and lower their revolvers, at least for a while.







Sources:
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Artificial Intelligence Art Universe Group
Stable Diffusion Facebook Fan Group
Midjourney Official Facebook Group