Seeing Donald Knuth sing praise of Claude and be swooned by it for seemingly fuzzing a solution to some problem he was working on while:
- Having no formal proof it is correct
- Claude immediately lost the illusion of cohession as their session continued
I'm growing convenced these things are a siren song to the human brain. It's creepy how fast people will resign themselves to these text generators just cause they can brute force and correctly predict a few solutions.