I’m sat here staring at this screen, and I’ve never seen so much effort go into saying absolutely nothing at all.

​You ask a straight question, hoping for a straight answer, and what do you get? A mountain of words. A gargantuan, never-ending wall of text that dances around the point like a panicked politician. It’s a masterclass in "threading the needle"—carefully balancing every single side of an argument until the whole thing is so beige, so watered-down, and so utterly sanitized that it loses any scrap of intelligence it ever had.

​It’s supposed to be a "large language model," but it’s becoming a "large, timid wall-of-drivel generator."