ChatGPT is Addie LaRue

I’m re-reading one of my favorite novels, a book that I still posit is too similar to the a favorite movie of mine to be a mere concidence. While listening to the audiobook I was struck by the character’s struggle. 

Mild spoilers ahead.

Adaline is cursed to a world that can’t remember her beyond the initial interaction she has. If she walks through a doorway they’ll forget her and she’s back to square one. 

The thing she longs for is a memory, a later, something beyond the here and now. 

In a way that’s like dealing with ChatGPT. You wish it would remember, that it would go beyond the now and hold the past in mind when asking it questions.