An impasta.

#DadJoke #DadJokes

1000 richest people are approched. "The end of the world is here. Time to go to your doomsday bunker", they are told. The billionaires nodded. They knew this was coming. They were prepared.

So they gathered their loved ones and locked themselves in luxury bunkers. No contact to outside world.

10 years later they emerge. The world has healed. The air is breathable, people are happy. "What was the catastrophy?" they ask the first person they meet.

She screams: "THEY GOT OUT!!!"

#microfiction

Not sure what those who advocate for the use of ChatGPT in scientific writing have in mind. It is the very act of writing that helps us think about the connections and implications of our results, identify gaps, and devise further experiments and controls.

Any science project that can be written up by a bot from tables of results and associated literature isn’t the kind of science that I’d want to do to begin with.

Can’t imagine completing a manuscript not knowing what comes next, because the writing was done automatically instead of me putting extensive thought into it.

And why would anyone bother to read it if the authors couldn’t be bothered to write it. Might as well put up the tables and figures into an archive online, stamp a DOI on it, and move on.

#ScientificPublishing #science #ChatGPT

Klarstellung:

Ich störe mich nicht daran, dass ich keine Professur habe.
Ich störe mich nicht daran, dass meine Arbeit alle 4, 5 Jahre evaluiert wird.
Ich würde mich nicht daran stören, wenn mir Forschungsmittel gekürzt werden, falls ich schlecht gearbeitet habe.
Ich störe mich nicht daran, dass ich gewisse Forschungsmittel einwerben muss.

Ich störe mich daran, dass das System regelmäßig meine gesamte Eignung, Qualifikation, Existenz, Wohnung und Lebensplanung in Frage stellt.

#ichbinHanna