Baseball Bling
Maybe a year or more, back some time, I was in Baltimore to watch a few baseball games. Perfect weather, crab cakes, seafood, and baseball. A hot dog liberally garnished with crab-meat. Playing for the Nats at the time was CJ Abrams.
This year, the O’s have slid in the standings, as have the Nats, not that it matters much, I’m not rooting for a team, I like the experience. The Baltimore O’s have the best logo/color scheme I’ve seen. And at each game, all the fans got the same memo: the best dressed, color-coordinated fans I’ve seen. In that game, though?
What caught my eye, repeatedly, was CJ Abrams baseball bling. To me, it looked like a big “alien,” as in a Roswell alien. As a player, he looks like he’s about 14 years old. He’s also a bit of prodigy with a bat.
Baseball Bling
He’s famous for a big, looks like a Grey, alien-head. Attempting to search for its meaning while watching another game? My search engine default has started giving an AI-generated précis. Maybe three lines?
It was such a pile of (organic bovine product). Bland, generic, sounded good, but didn’t say anything, either way. Three lines, scraped from the top search hits, “signifying nothing.”
I changed the search terms a little, still trying to puzzle out the meaning of the bling. Got images, a touching tribute, and another three-line summary (AI-generated) that meant nothing. No useful data. Crap.
AI is merely regenerative. No spark, no leaps, and nothing to worry about. It’s one step better than Microsoft English.
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