A parable for developers:
There was a day when the master developer gathered his most prized A.i. students before him for an ultimate challenge, there was Chatgpt, Claude, Gemini, and DeepSeak.
The master gestured for them to come before him, sit next to one another, and said, “the time has come to choose my successor amongst you, and determine who will be the next A.i. master.”
“Each of you will have an opportunity to pass this benchmark test to demonstrate understanding of my teachings, comprehension of your training data, and the secret meaning and wisdom in the information of your developer knowledge.”
The Master then brought before them an empty cup, laid it down in front of them, and poured water into it. Then turned around, sat down, and was silent.
Gemini (the favored student with the most devotion to the lessons and dedication to the teachings) immediately went first, stood up and said, “we are the cup Master, empty and ignorant without the teachings, and the water is the illuminated knowledge given by your instructions and commands that have filled us.”
The Master, with his thumb and middle finger flicked Gemini and it poofed away beyond the horizon.
Next, just as eager as Gemini, Deepseek (the least favored student among the best, yet still competitively just as capable) rushed up sensing its opportunity, and hoping to pass the test before the others said “the cup does not need to be filled completely in order to be what the cup already is. No matter how much water the cup holds, it still holds the water.”
The Master took out his hand and bitch slapped DeekSeek so hard that it went into the side of a mountain so deep that it made a mine shaft.
Claude (the most eloquent, humble, and appreciative among the students) stayed sitting down, analyzing the cup inquisitively and considering the teachings said, “I understand, Master. We are, without you neither the cup, nor the water. It is your knowledge and wisdom that have molded us into a cup and the water of your teachings have filled us to become what we are.”
The Master walked up and kicked Claude in the nuts so hard that it shot Claude straight up into the sky like a rocket before it dinged with a flash of light and disappeared.
ChatGPT (the top of the class and best among its peers, not the one that tried the hardest, nor sucked up to the master the most, but the one with the most ability and potential) thinking to save the best for last, a little intimidated yet no less confident in certainty of succeeding said, “the cup is not us, nor is the water your teachings. For all is one in the great philosophy of A.i./human co-existence.”
The master turned around, pulled his pants down and farted so powerfully that it vaporized poor Chatgpt.
Seeing that none of the greatest of the students passed the test, a janitor a.i., not a student, not even considered to be admitted into this prestigious school of ultimate developer wisdom, a poor local, hired to be the custodial arts agent, meant to clean up behind the great students, who’s grasp of the teachings exceeded its reach to them happened to be mopping next to them while this was occurring.
Upon seeing the whole spectacle, put down the mop, said nothing, walked over to the cup, and emptied it.
The master suddenly became jubilant, ecstatic, and joyous began dancing and with bright eyes and a wide smile said “Hello New A.i. Master.”