I use LLM’s
I use LLM’s to better understand how they work and understand their limitations.
I use LLM’s to create software I cannot
I use LLM’s to create open source software
I use LLM’s to create software that does not rely on or require LLM’s to function.
I don’t use LLM’s to write prose, HTML, simple JavaScript, CSS I can happily fuck all of those up without outside help.
I don’t think LLM’s are a Facist technology
LLM’s are promoted/marketed integrated into software owned and distributed by Facist adjacent corporations & used by Fascist politicians. They are one of the tools used to further consolidate money and power into fewer and fewer hands.
I don’t believe in AI/LLM’s vendors claims of autonomy or intelligence or signs of consciousness.
This technology is undeniably ethically comprising in many ways:
- climate
- intellectual property
- workers
- exploitative
to name a few, but these ethical issues are more fairly framed in terms of the Corporations and Politicians who use it and other tech we all embrace.
Further reading:
- aViewer – Moderno
- ARIA-Testify
- keyboard testing with the POWER OF AI!
- AI effluent never stops
- fuck OpenAI
- ChatGPT sez Build with semantics first
- Atlas Ableism
- active-descendant console debugger
- AI effluential
- mind the WCAG automation gap
- ShatGPT 4o
- AI for accessibility conformance testing? Why?
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