I won her heart with love letters generated by a bot and a prompt, delivered in my own handwriting. Cyrano de Bergerac for a modern world.
We were so happy, an endless spew of auto-responses — until I found the folder of prompts she’d used to reply.
How dare she?
Michael McKinnon is a writer, poet and musician in Toronto who strongly objects to AI’s use in creativity and love. His latest project is Martin Lunich: Timeless.
“This AI tool takes a bullet point and turns it into an email I can pretend I wrote.”
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“This AI tool takes an email and turns it into a bullet point I can pretend I read.”
This is why I prefer to call it “RI” — replacement intelligence.
Excellent future romancing!
Fantastic! Hahah
If you’d like me to make the comment more formal, just let me know.
Excellent. Funny. Sad. Good work.
Ah, welcome to the 21st Century, [insert name here].
I’ve been getting “personal” emails from some “company” myself lately. This story resonated with me.
Just the right amount of English backspin on this one, ol’ boy. Nice.