Every time I see a Ghibli AI picture, my heart dies a little. Every time an image is made, we are all impoverished a tiny bit. A small shred of respect is lost for an old man and his crew toiling months at a time on seconds of animation, to tell stories of beauty, empathy, and humanity, a man who loathed AI from its earliest days as an affront to life itself.

Every time a cartoon facsimile is generated and used for a lark, a token bit of our common heritage is stolen, ground up, repackaged, and regurgitated like so much chewing gum, boiling gallons of water and spewing carbon to entertain someone for a moment with images as vapid and forgettable as the next.

Every time I see one of those images, I scroll past and shake my head a little.

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