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How do I hate thee, AI? Let me count the ways.
I hate thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of my mind as I try and fail to find ways that turn off Copilot and predictive text and stop you changing the right words I typed into wrong words
And oh, how I hate thee for the ways you waste the planet’s energy and my time.
I hate thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my grown-up's faith that we should never have moved on from plain text.