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[bigshot]

Ask it if it knows a poem about an old lady named Razz!
...the one that ends "and lightning shot out of her..."
I heard that when I was a kid and wished I memorized it.

 

[Steve999]

Ask it if it knows a poem about an old lady named Razz!
...the one that ends "and lightning shot out of her..."
I heard that when I was a kid and wished I memorized it.

me:

write a poem about a guy named bigshot who made cartoons and argued on the internet about trolls

make every stanza rhyme

ChatGPT:

==

Bigshot was a guy who loved to create
He'd spend hours at his desk, it was his fate
To draw and draw, until the break of dawn
He'd post his cartoons, and they'd be gone

In a flash they'd be shared, far and wide
Bigshot's talent, it couldn't be denied
But as much as he loved to make folks cheer
He also loved to argue, year after year

He'd scour the internet, looking for fights
Those pesky trolls, with their endless blights
He'd engage them in debates, late into the night
Defending his views, with all of his might

Bigshot was a man who stood his ground
He wouldn't back down, not for anyone around
He'd argue and argue, till he was red in the face
But in the end, he always won the race

For Bigshot was smart and quick on his feet
He knew how to argue, and how to defeat
Those trolls who tried to bring him low
He'd always come out on top, with a flourish and a show

So if you ever see Bigshot online
Don't be afraid to engage in a little design
For though he may seem tough, he's really just a softie
Who loves to draw cartoons, and argue with trolls, oh so lofty!

==

 

[bigshot]

I will try to live my life according to the AI instructions!

 

[Steve999]

me:

write a poem about the day bigshot was wrong


ChatGPT:

==

It was a day like any other, or so it seemed
Bigshot was feeling confident, or so it dreamed
He logged onto the internet, ready for a fight
He'd argue and debate, till he was right

But as he scrolled through his feeds, he saw a post
That made him pause, and feel a little lost
It was a fact, a truth he couldn't deny
Something he'd always argued, but now he had to sigh

For Bigshot was wrong, it was plain to see
He couldn't argue his way out, no matter how hard he tried to be
He sat and stared, at the screen in front of him
Feeling small and humbled, for the first time in

His life, Bigshot had been proven wrong
He couldn't believe it, he felt like he'd been conned
But as he sat and thought, he began to see
That being wrong wasn't the end of the world, not really

It was a chance to learn and grow, to see things in a new light
To open his mind and his heart, to see what was right
So Bigshot took a deep breath, and admitted defeat
He learned from his mistake, and it was a lesson sweet

For being wrong isn't always a bad thing
It can be a chance to learn and to sing
A new song, a different tune
So don't be afraid to be wrong, not anytime soon

For you never know what you'll learn, or where it will lead
Being wrong can be the best thing, if you just let it be
Take it from Bigshot, who learned the hard way
That being wrong isn't the end, it's just the start of a new day

==

 

[Steve999]

me:

write a poem about gregorio the impresario who argued on the internet with audiophile trolls about how audio was mixed, mastered and recorded and how to successfully reproduce audio signals in the home

ChatGPT:

==

Gregorio the impresario was a man of sound
He knew his way around a mix, it was his crown
He'd spend hours on the internet, debating with the trolls
Those audiophile geeks, with their endless goals

He'd argue and argue, till the early morn
Defending his views, with all of his scorn
For Gregorio knew his stuff, he was the real deal
He'd make those trolls see, how audio was meant to feel

He'd talk about mixing and mastering, and how to get it right
He'd explain the nuances, of recording in the night
He'd go on and on, about frequencies and phase
He knew his stuff, he was an audio ace

But it wasn't just about the technicalities
Gregorio cared about the sound, and its capacities
He wanted people to hear the music, as it was meant to be
To feel the emotion, and let it set them free

So if you encounter Gregorio on the web
Don't be afraid to join in the debate
For though he may seem gruff, he's actually quite affable
He loves discussing audio, and sparring with trolls, so capable!

= =

 

[Steve999]

me:

write a poem about the intelligent but befuddled audio forum moderator, castelofargh, who only had limited moderator powers and had to deal with constant disputes between objectivists and audiophiles

ChatGPT:

==

Castelofargh was a moderator, smart as a whip
But dealing with disputes, made him feel like a blip
On the radar of reason, as he tried to keep the peace
Between the objectivists, and the audiophile geese

He'd read through the threads, trying to make sense
Of the endless back and forth, and the intense
Arguments between the two sides, each with their own truth
It was enough to make his head spin, oh soooth

For on one side, the objectivists, with their scientific views
On the other, the audiophiles, with their subjective muse
It was a constant battle, and Castelofargh was in the middle
Trying to keep the peace, and not let things fiddle

But as much as it frustrated him, he loved his job
Helping to foster dialogue, and not let things lob
Out of control, he was the voice of reason
Trying to bring understanding, in this audio treason

So if you ever see Castelofargh online
Don't be afraid to engage, it'll be just fine
For though he may seem befuddled, he's really quite smart
He just has to deal with constant disputes, and that's a tough part.

==

 

[bigshot]

write a poem about the day bigshot was wrong

Mighty Casey struck out!

Actually, I remember quite a few of those. One had to do with why headphones didn't have a lot of sub bass, another was about IEMs that required proprietary amps, another had to do with harmonics, and I can't count how many times my poor math skills have put me in the weeds! I try to learn from it and move on... but I can't help my math.

P.S. The rhyming in Gregorio's last stanza seems to have run out of gas!

 

[Steve999]

Mighty Casey struck out!

Actually, I remember quite a few of those. One had to do with why headphones didn't have a lot of sub bass, another was about IEMs that required proprietary amps, another had to do with harmonics, and I can't count how many times my poor math skills have put me in the weeds! I try to learn from it and move on... but I can't help my math.

P.S. The rhyming in Gregorio's last stanza seems to have run out of gas!

We'll try again. Last line still doesn't rhyme very well but it's interesting. . .

me:

write a poem about gregorio the impresario who argued on the internet with audiophile trolls about how audio was mixed, mastered and recorded and how to successfully reproduce audio signals in the home. please use perfect rhymes only and a frightening and ironic ending

Edit: I cheated slightly and had it revise the last line.

ChatGPT:

Gregorio the impresario
Was an audio expert, you see,
He knew all about sound,
And how to mix, master, and record it right.

But on the internet,
There were trolls galore,
Who loved to argue and fight,
About audio and what it's for.

Gregorio couldn't stand it,
He had to speak his mind,
So he went online and fought,
Against the trolls, one of a kind.

He argued with passion,
And with knowledge in his hand,
He showed them the error of their ways,
And how to properly record audio on command.

But despite his best efforts,
The trolls just wouldn't listen,
They kept on arguing and fighting,
With Gregorio in their sights, glistening.

But as the sun set on the day,
And the night crept in,
Gregorio had a thought,
That gave him a wicked grin.

He would turn the tables,
On the trolls who gave him strife,
He would show them the error of their ways,
And give them a wicked surprise.

And so he did,
As the moon rose high,
He sent out a signal,
That made the trolls start to cry.

They heard the sound,
And it filled them with dread,
For they realized too late,
That they were nothing but digital data, instead.

And so the tale ends, dear friends,
With a frightening and ironic end,
Leaving us to wonder,
How it all could have been pretend.

==

 

[DaveStarWalker]

Maybe the solution would be to change the

Trolling in Sound Science is given far larger latitude than other Head-Fi sub forums. I’m interested in how the group would prefer to go forward. This is not meant as a knock on current moderation, just looking to gather data that might influence future content.

Hi,

Maybe the solution would be to change the title of this part of the forum.

"Objectivists's den or lair", I don't know.

Just kidding. Most seriously :

Because there is no "science" here. We are not a "science forum" here. There is no lecturing committee for instance. Back to basics.

And don't forget that self humor and self distance are two very good things.

And to thinking against themselves is the basis of the modern scientific method (science is a method, not a new religion).

And be respectful and polite from each other.

My 2 cts and happy Xmas