Watch this movie.

Can you imagine being present for the 80th anniversary of an event you took part of? The last remaining living veterans of the D-Day landing invasion, there are 164, are between 97-100 years old. To be 17, 18, 19, 20 years old, part of the biggest battle ever, the largest armada the world has ever seen, the most recognized event in world history, and to come back 80 years after it happened. To put it perspective for most of us that's like saying I'll be back 80 years after my high school graduation. And here these boys were, just out of high school, if they even went to high school, assaulting the deadliest beach fortification, and to come back 80 years later.

AI "art" is a mess, but appearantly when shown images of Pee Wee's Playhouse the program exploded.

Look: barbells for the ladies

They are "training" it. https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/technology/how-to-opt-out-of-instagram-and-facebook-using-your-posts-for-ai/ar-BB1nyySK

WARNING: OP-ED
Facebook is an emotional roller coaster. Going down the list I have:
-naked dude gardening
-a bowl of ice cream
-a beer
-Mehgan, Duchess of Sussex
-a foreign political cartoon
-a cat floating in a star trek boat
-the world trade center
-some kind of yogurt ad
-Elaine doing her thumb/heel dance
-and some article on how Pepsi sucks
Then I finally get a Secret Nerd Base post
That's not to mention random stupid AI art, ads for furniture and vacations I can't afford, and the click bait phishing links that are technically ads so you can't report them because, you know, they paid for the space.
And where are my friends posts? Somewhere, sprinkled randomly and sparingly through the newsfeed.