When you realise the A-10 Thunderbolt II nose cannon isn’t entirely centred and you now feel funny.

You’re welcome.

But what can happen, is that YOU can create zero background art.

It doesn’t need to be good. It doesn’t need to make you money. It doesn’t even need to be shown to people. It needs to be done for the sake of doing.

It needs to be human.

And what a fucking momentous power you hold. Go make art you beautiful bastards.

High sensitivity apparatus needs what’s called ‘low-background steel’ as anything after the Second World War is typically contaminated with trace readings of radiation.

To obtain this, you have to retrieve pre-1940s battleships and submarines from the bottom of the sea.

The same has already happened with AI.

There was art and information before AI, everything else is contaminated.

An identical song, book, or painting; one created by GenAI, one by artists and authors are not the same. One tells a story of people, culture, of sacrifice, emotion, human experience, and the connectedness of all things.

The other is devoid of meaning or merit. A near-enough cacophony of ones and zeros, stolen from its nearest neighbour.

And should always, always, be treated as such.

When GenAI rolled along I was massively dissuaded from working on my creative endeavours and sharing them with people.

Not because I desire agency over my IP above, but to deny the tech giants of it. I denied myself the most human of things to spite soulless corporations.

Lately I’ve been picking up those creative pursuits again, because what I’ve noticed is that the people that actually matter want you output anyway, even when everything created by anyone, ever, is at their fingertips.

Is anyone making *affordable* trauma kits to carry in a small laptop rucksack, or do I have to assemble myself?