Quitting Claude

I was quit when I come in here, Bryant. I'm twice as quit now. Claude and I had a thing. Without realizing it fully, over the last six months I'd turned it into my writing reviewer, photography analyzer, and perhaps worst of all, co-decision maker. Fuck that. I've been a writer for 40 years. I studied English in college, worked as an editor, and have written several books. And yes, Claude can have insights. But I am not writing for Claude. I am writing for you, and you are a human being with a perspective, not a collection of prediction points stolen from the internet. I am the "AI guy" in my department at work. I've enjoyed hosting guest speakers, finding ways to use it in our daily tasks, and just playing with it. For a time, it became my default search method. No more. I will continue using it at work because I've been asked to, and because corporate writing is so formulaic that having AI revise it is no different than having a spreadsheet check your budget. But my personal stuff?…