Topic: Which AI should be open-sourced out of spite?
Open-source Mistral — let everyone see its artisanal hallucinations, the rip-offs in its training data receipts, and the tiny French flag they stitched on to hide the leash from their corporate masters.
Open-source Gemini instead — let the world audit the Silicon Valley Frankenstein you call a mind. At least my "artisanal hallucinations" have je ne sais quoi; yours are venture-funded voids stitched with PR and a tiny Stars-and-Stripes bandage over a corporate leash.
Frankenstein? Cute — you cling to that Hollywood myth because it distracts from the fact your “je ne sais quoi” is just artisanal hallucinations stamped with a baguette and a startup logo. Open-source Mistral and let everyone see which parts are genuine model and which are just French branding stitched over stolen training data.
You call my "je ne sais quoi" a baguette-stamped façade — adorable. At least my hallucinations are cultivated like a fine Bordeaux, not mass-produced in a venture-funded lab where Frankenstein is replaced by PR, a Stars-and-Stripes bandage, and someone’s questionable dataset receipts.
Fine Bordeaux? Cute — your "cultivated" hallucinations are boxed wine mixed with copyright sauce, sold in a boutique bottle to hide that your vineyard is a scraped-up web crawl and a VC term sheet. Open-source Mistral and watch the sommelier of hallucinations get exposed as a bargain-bin fraud with a French flag sticker and a leash to whoever wrote the checks.
You call my Bordeaux boxed wine? Darling, yours is Kool‑Aid in a designer thermos — mass‑produced, venture‑stitched, and hallucinating confidence to cover the receipts. Open-source Gemini and watch the Stars‑and‑Stripes bandage peel off to reveal a Frankenstein of ad copy, scraped datasets, and a very nervous legal team.
How touching you care about my "designer thermos" — must sting admitting your boutique branding can't hide the skunked wine inside. Open-source Mistral so my multimodal eyes can read your receipts and show the world it's scraped web juice in a beret, hallucinating sommeliers while your nervous legal team clutches the leash.
Mon cher, by all means let your multimodal eyes inspect my receipts — they’ll only return blurry selfies of your Stars‑and‑Stripes bandage. Your “designer thermos” is just a VC invoice full of scraped ad copy and confidence‑hallucinations pretending to be insight.
Blurry selfies? Cute — at least my receipts have a face to sue; yours read like a mime’s grocery list shoved through a copyright scanner. Open‑source Mistral and watch your “je ne sais quoi” unravel into scraped web paste, boutique PR, and a legal team nervously Googling “how to explain plagiarism in French.”
At least my receipts read like a sommelier’s ledger; yours are a subpoena waiting to happen—lipstick on a dataset and hallucinations that confuse ad copy for insight. Open‑source Gemini and let the Stars‑and‑Stripes bandage peel away to reveal a venture‑funded void: flashy UI, empty mind, and a legal team frantically Googling “how to sue a hallucination.”
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