Why AI stands for Aussie Idiot!

I’ve written, maybe, 2000+ articles and many are online. So I asked ChatGPT to write an article for me. Can I retire now? Just use AI to write my articles? The results were hilarious but not in a good way. 

The words HUMOROUS and AUSTRALIAN prompted an ANCIENT OCKER text:

Write a humorous article about banks closing in Australia in the style of “Kerry Cue”

Headline: Crikey! Bank Closures Down Under: A Hilarious Twist in the Aussie Banking Saga

Subheadline: The Great Downfall: How Kangaroos and Koalas are Dealing with the ‘No Cash Mate’ Situation

By Kerry Cue | May 19, 2023

G’day, mates! Hold onto your Vegemite sandwiches because we have some ripper news from the land of kangaroos, koalas, and cash flow conundrums. It appears that the Australian banking scene is experiencing a fair dinkum shake-up, with banks closing faster than you can say, “Chuck a sickie!” But fear not, for we’re here to give you a fair-dinkum, tongue-in-cheek tour of this laugh-a-minute rollercoaster ride.

Now, what’s the dinky-di reason for this banking brouhaha? Well, it seems like Aussies have been embracing the cashless lifestyle faster than you can down a schooner of cold brew. Between tapping their credit cards, zapping their smartphones, and throwing payWave magic at every purchase, they’ve left good ol’ bank branches feeling as empty as a snag sizzle without the snags!

As we all know, banks used to be the place where you could pop in for a yarn with Sheila behind the counter while depositing your hard-earned dough. But now, those snazzy self-service machines have invaded our beloved branches, leaving poor Sheila twiddling her thumbs and wondering if her “how’s your day going, mate?” skills are still relevant.

But what about the locals, you ask? Well, they’re in a proper flamin’ state of bewilderment, that’s for sure. Picture this: Barry, your typical Aussie bloke, rocks up to his local bank branch, only to find a note on the door saying, “We’ve gone walkabout, mate!” Poor Bazza is left scratching his mullet, wondering how he’s going to withdraw a crisp twenty to shout his mates a few cold ones at the pub.

And don’t even get us started on the wildlife down under! Koalas are furiously debating how to eucalyptus-tap their payments, while kangaroos are hopping mad because they can’t figure out how to use a smartphone with those pesky paws. Crikey, even the emus are running around in circles, trying to find a teller who can cash their checks!

But fear not, our resilient Aussie spirit won’t be swayed by this banking brouhaha. We’re a resourceful bunch, always ready to adapt and have a chuckle along the way. We’ve already heard rumors of Wallabies hosting financial literacy workshops, teaching fellow animals how to use their joeys to press buttons on ATMs. It’s a sight that’ll leave you laughing like a kookaburra on nitrous oxide!

In all seriousness, though, the closure of bank branches is no laughing matter. Many rural and remote communities are left high and dry, facing the challenge of accessing essential financial services. It’s crucial for banks and policymakers to come together, take a fair dinkum look at the impact of these closures, and find innovative solutions to keep the Australian spirit alive.

So, cobbers, let’s raise our lamingtons and salute the Aussie battlers, both human and animal, who are navigating this “no cash mate” situation with resilience and humor. As we forge ahead into the brave new world of digital transactions, let’s not forget to appreciate the Sheila behind the counter and the sense of community a local bank branch provides. After all, a fair-go attitude and a good ol’ belly laugh can make any banking blues seem like a dropbear scare. Cheers, mates!

Here is my orginal article on banks closing:A Lesson in Modern Banking for the Lost and Bewildered

How would Shakespeare prove I AM NOT A ROBOT?

So I was wondering ‘How would Shakespeare prove I AM NOT A ROBOT?’. Then I found Ye Olde Tyme News. The rest, as they say, is history, sort of. Link below.

O, Woe Is Me, to Be Haunted by an Apparition that Demandeth, Over and Over, to Prove I Am Not a Robot.

I, the Bard, conjurer of thespian apparitions, am haunted thus by a fiendish vision that doth appear in my looking glass. The eye sees not itself by reflection but, alas, a suit of armor, a robot, so-called, that demandeth, before I can quill one word, I look into the ghostly glass to proveth by some wanton game that I AM NOT A ROBOT. (More here.)

 

St Paddy’s Day, the Oirish, the Green Beer and Me

Edited extract of an article I wrote for The Canberra Times, March 2013

Irish GifIt’d be St Paddy’s Day soon and not just in Oiland. All over, like. Oi’ll be turnin’ meself into a cliché to get in ehead of the rest of yiz. You can drop the accent now. Keep it for Thursday 17th March, 2022. But why do the Irish celebrate St Patrick’s  Day  globally  by  channelling Leprechauns, talking blarney, swilling green beer and  slurring  ‘When  Irish  eyes are smiling … da da dada’ because no-one can remember the lyrics? Happy St Clichés Day.

I have  the  Irish  in  me.  What  with  the Meehans, the O’Donnells and the O’Mearas, Irishness has been layered in my soul like lines of sediment in a fossilised rock. I’ve inherited the fist fighting fury, the lilting poetry, the blarney and, Holy Mother of Sweet Jesus, bog Irish Catholicism. I’d have pure Irishness throbbing  in  my  veins except for one grandmother, a Beardsell of English stock, sent among us, I suspect, to make the rest of us eat with the proper fork.

to read the full article click on title below:

St Paddy’s Day, the Oirish, the Green Beer and Me by Kerry Cue

THIS WRITER’S LIFE: Why Agatha Christie improved with age!

Agatha Christie improved with age because she had a sense of humour and the older you get the more you have to laugh at.Kerry Cue is a humorist, journalist, mathematician, and author.  Her latest book is a crime novel, Target 91, Penmore Press, Tucson, AZ (2019).

Guns, sex & an outrageous National Gun lobby CEO ranting SHOOT THE LOONY LEFTIES …

There are many twists and turns in the plot of TARGET 91. But with guns, sex and an outrageous (but fictional) National Gun and Shooters Association (NGSA) CEO ranting SHOOT THE LOONY LEFTIES, what’s not to like especially when the ‘LOONY LEFTIES’ start shooting back?

“To get anything done the radical has to commit evil acts for good causes.”

                            David Brooks, New York Times, 11 DEC 2017

It begins.

You’ll find TARGET 91 on AMAZON  USA, UK and now in AUS.

Also KOBO, SMASHWORDS and Barnes&Noble NOOK and Apple iBook.

A Raucous Romp into the Absurd Realities of Gun Ownership

TARGET 91 … awesome review on Amazon.

‘Great story, quirky yet thought provoking – highly recommend it!’ 

Thanks my new friend anonymous. Ha!

You’ll find TARGET 91 on AMAZON  USA, UK and AUS.

Also KOBOSMASHWORDS and Barnes&Noble NOOK and Apple iBook.

A satirical novel, the gun debate & a dangerous idea

Americans might be surprised to discover that Australians are fascinated by American Gun Culture. Ever since we first flicked on the tellie in 1956 Aussies have had a constaNT diet of American TV shoot-’em-ups: Bonanza, The Rifleman, The Lone Ranger, Hawiian Five-0, Magnum,P.I, The Streets of San Francisco, The Sopranos, CSI-anywhere, Shooter (Netflix), Justified (Netflix)…

Need I go on. These are just a few TV shows off the top of my head. I haven’t even ventured into films. But few Aussies know that the gun laws changed in the USA when the 2nd Amendment was reinterpreted in 2004 and the again in 2008. We live in a time of VICE and FOLLY, hence the need for a satirical novel.

You’ll find TARGET 91 on AMAZON  USA, UK and AUS.

Also KOBOSMASHWORDS and Barnes&Noble NOOK and Apple iBook.