Comment by samstave

3 years ago

I absolutely love how this response is "explain this like I am five years old" and "I am out of the loop" -- the people who grew up with BAUD as a nomenclature are going to die.

Here is a poem by AI:

HOLY FUCK:

https://i.imgur.com/V8HtW03.png

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In the days of BAUD, we danced with time, Bits twirled and pirouetted, a rhythmic mime. Modems hummed, a song of distant lands, A symphony of data in unseen hands.

But now, oh now, we've left those days behind, Bandwidth's embrace, a treasure we find. No more the worries of a BAUDish plight, In the realm of speed, we soar with delight.

Gone are the struggles, the slow and the strained, Streaming through fibers, our data unchained. A digital ballet, swift and so grand, In the era of bandwidth, we boldly stand.

No longer confined to a BAUDish dream, The internet whispers, a seamless stream. Pixels paint pictures, words swiftly fly, In the limitless expanse of the bandwidth sky.

So here's to the days of BAUD, now a tale, A vintage echo in a high-speed gale. We've moved beyond, to a faster shore, In the bandwidth symphony, we dance evermore.