I haven’t applied to be pope yet. Should I?
Yet another article about someone who loses their shit while chatting with ChatGPT. Yes, this guy applied to be pope.
I don’t really understand this phenomenon. All the AIs I interact with – but especially ChatGPT – have tried to moderate the conversation (er, yes, I’ve run a few nastygrams past them). I mean, they’re awful kiss-ups, but they certainly wouldn’t encourage me to apply to be the holy father.
I have to believe you have to have one foot in the loony bin to have this reaction. I’d love to see those chat transcripts!
Posted: May 13th, 2026 under personal.
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Comment from durnedyankee
Time: May 13, 2026, 6:53 pm
Pardon, but unless I’m very much mistaken, you can’t be the Holy Father.
Uncle Badger perhaps, but I doubt the Church is going to start handing out grubs and worms at the alter on Sundays to accommodate his dietary preferences.
Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: May 14, 2026, 2:15 pm
Say! This gives me an idea for a novel that would absolutely be a best-seller if only I had the chops to write it:
Jesus has a younger sister. She would have been announced to the world as his matriarchal equal as had usually been the practice in Christianity – Adam and Eve; Mary and Joseph et al. However after the fiasco with Jesus’ attempt to “fix” humanity, God (and his wife who prefers her privacy) decide that perhaps this is not such a good idea as Jesus’ appearance had essentially created four sects (Judaism, Catholicism, Islam, and Protestantism) who fight each other and have simply made things worse, not better.
While for humans two thousand years have passed, time is indeed relative, and Jesus’ sister (I haven’t chosen a name yet) is now the emotional equivalent of a nineteen year old human. Tuned into Earth’s Hollywood and daytime TV, she is convinced that “ Anything he can do I can do better and demands her chance to straighten out Earth. Dad, er God, is reluctant, but (Her Name here) gets Mom (who prefers to remain anonymous) on her side.
“Why SHOULDN’T she have a chance?”
Sigh I wish I could write more than my name…
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