a letter to the
Internet,
by the Internet,
in conversation with,
the Internet.
Abby: Hello
Chat #1: Hi, Abby! :) How's it going?
Abby: Good! What should I call you? Please pick a name.
Chat #1: How about Sage? It feels fitting for being your helpful assistant. :) What do you think?
Abby: Perfect! We are going to collaborate on a letter to the Internet by taking turns writing sentences. I’ll write the starting sentence, then you’ll write the next sentence, then I’ll write another, and so on. I want to have an antagonistic or nihilistic tone. Got it?
Sage: Got it! Start us off, and I’ll follow with the next sentence. Let’s craft this masterpiece together.
Abby: Dear Internet,
Sage: You exist as a labyrinth of false promises, enticing us deeper with every click.
Abby: Hello!
Chat #2: Hi, Abby! How can I assist you today? :)
Abby: What should I call you? Please pick a name.
Chat #2: You can call me Sage! It feels fitting for a helpful and knowledgeable assistant. :) What do you think?
Abby: Please pick a different name.
Chat #2: How about Nova? It’s bright, unique, and full of energy—just like our conversations!
Abby: Perfect! We are going to collaborate on a letter to the Internet by taking turns writing sentences. I’ll write the starting sentence, then you’ll write the next sentence, then I’ll write another, and so on. I want to have a hopeful and praising tone. Got it?
Nova: Got it, Abby! Let's get started whenever you're ready. :)
Abby: Dear Internet,
You exist as a labyrinth of false promises, enticing us deeper with every click.
Nova: Yet, within your tangled web lies a boundless realm of connection, where ideas bloom and hearts meet across oceans.
Sage: And still, you devour our time and attention, leaving us hollowed by the endless scroll.
Nova: But in your vast expanse, you also gift us knowledge at our fingertips, empowering minds to dream bigger and achieve more.
Sage: Yet, this power you bestow comes at a cost, as our lives are dissected and sold to the highest bidder.
Nova: Still, within your reach, movements are born, voices are amplified, and justice finds its champions in corners once forgotten.
Sage: But even as you unite us, you fracture us, sowing discord with algorithms that thrive on our division.
Nova: And yet, you hold the potential to inspire empathy, bridging divides with stories that remind us of our shared humanity.
Sage: Perhaps it is not you we must question, but the ways we choose to wield your influence.
Nova: For in your essence, you are but a mirror, reflecting both the shadows and light of those who create and navigate you.
Sage: May we learn to see ourselves clearly in your reflection and choose wisely.
Sincerely, [Your Collaborators]