Introduction: My father sometimes told me about the internet before GPT-3. Some time ago鈥擨 don鈥檛 remember when, I think I was young鈥攈e told me that, before GPT-3, the internet was alive. That there was something about its rawness and its viscerality that made it a place you could become a part of, somewhere you could defend as if it was your homeland. I don鈥檛 really know what that means. You鈥檇 have to be hurt in the head to treat the internet like that today. The internet I know is but peat grown in its remains. That鈥檚 what he says, anyway....