I try not to be one who refuses to learn and grow and \u201cget with the program\u201d with new technology, so-to-speak. Hence, I\u2019m trying to be a wise and witty user of ChatGPT. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Consistent with the values of our blog, I asked AI to write a creative poem about disagreement \u2014 how it\u2019s ok and can be used to our benefit if we do it well. Granted, if we do it poorly, it can be damaging. Even the intelligent fall prey to such. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The reality is that respect is not dependent on agreement. In fact, I often respect most those who sit beside us, ask good questions, and actively, sincerely seek to understand as opposed to simply share where another is wrong.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We have so much to learn. We also have places where we can all be more respectful. Here\u2019s to the fine art of not agreeing\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Oh blessed clash of minds and wills, For must we always nod and grin, Disagreement\u2019s not some plague\u2014 But do it poorly\u2014my, oh my\u2014 You stomp, you scoff, you roll your eyes, For those who dodge dissent like plague, Disagreement isn\u2019t doom or war\u2014 So speak your mind, but don\u2019t be cruel, So disagree! But do it well. Here\u2019s to disagreement. May it be an unexpected, insightful strength to a continuous more\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Respectfully\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n AR<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I try not to be one who refuses to learn and grow and \u201cget with the program\u201d with new technology, so-to-speak. Hence, I\u2019m trying to be a wise and witty user of ChatGPT. Consistent with the values of our blog, I asked AI to write a creative poem about disagreement \u2014 how it\u2019s ok and … <\/p>\n
Where coffee cools and tempers spill,
Where \u201cI see it differently\u201d begins
The noble sport where no one <\/em>wins.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pretend that every view\u2019s a twin?
That every take is just as grand,
As if we all were clones on hand?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
It’s jazz! A dance! A rich mosaic!
If done with grace (and not with spite),
It sharpens thought and sheds new light.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
The air grows thick, the sparks can fly.
One snide remark, one mocking tone,
And now you\u2019re fighting on your own.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
(How dare they not idealize
Your every word, your perfect view!)
But hey\u2014perhaps the flaw\u2019s with <\/em>you.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Who only nod, or mutter vague
Approvals just to keep things smooth,
Might lose the edge that helps us move.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s just two minds with something more
To learn, to test, to push, to prove,
A kind of dance to help us move.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
And listen too\u2014it’s half the rule.
If we can clash and still be kind,
We might just grow a wiser mind.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Don’t turn a room into a hell.
It\u2019s not a sin to not align\u2014
Just don\u2019t be a jerk <\/em>when<\/em><\/strong> you opine.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n