LLMs nullified every grammar class I ever took in just 4 years

created: July 19, 2026

Groups of three, parallel sentences, em dashes, (dang, that's a group of three! add excess bold headers and emojis) or whatever giveaway you prefer are cemented (unconsensually) as a sign the purported author either didn't care to spend the time to write something they're asking you to read, or second guessed their own training in human expression to delegate the actual 'execution' part of communication to an LLM.

Of course, I can't hope to stare at a 4 year old sidewalk and have it give me a dirt path back. can't be mad others choose to use it either! But what I can do is have a space like this (and my email, and what online accounts I have) where I write so much nonsense it becomes abundantly clear, to human or otherwise, I have chosen to bury my head in the dirt next to that sidewalk. It's okay to point and laugh, I don't think I can hear it anyways!

Some months ago I wrote an email, I mistakenly phrased what I would do as "provide them enough feedback to help steer them towards the finish line". my first insecurity after sending was not if my feedback was good but if that line sounded like I used a chatbot to type the email. my second insecurity was wondering how the recipient would interpret my feedback if they thought I used said LLM.

The past 6 months; my worry is not so much that I tried so hard to craft a syntactically pleasant message with direct and understandable analogies; but that terrible phrasing, abundance of exclaimation points and textual emoticons, and general uncensored autism (well... slightly more curbed for work) was layered on too thickly. But with the addition of so many potholes in my path of written communication (which obviously involves taking responsibility in delivering the message), I would rather shoot myself in the foot with a bullet I can understand!

Others are encouraged and very welcomed to join me. And don't fault me if I only skim the email you actually worked so hard on, or you can't bring yourself to read my response