Incredibly Stupid AI




This is what you get when you AI "Incredibly Stupid Bliss":

The phrase "incredibly stupid bliss" is a paradoxical or ironic expression, suggesting a state of happiness or contentment that is based on a lack of knowledge or awareness, particularly regarding potential problems or negative aspects of reality. 

It builds upon the idiom "ignorance is bliss," which means that being unaware of something can make you happier or less anxious. However, the inclusion of "incredibly stupid" adds a layer of commentary. It implies that this state of bliss is not just a simple lack of knowledge but rather a deliberate or willful ignorance. 
Here's what it might suggest:
  • Happiness through willful ignorance: The person or group is happy because they choose to ignore uncomfortable truths or facts that would otherwise cause them distress.
  • Criticism of blissful ignorance: The phrase might be used to critique those who are content due to their ignorance, implying that their happiness is based on a flawed or naive understanding of the world.
  • Sarcasm or irony: The combination of "stupid" and "bliss" can create a sarcastic or ironic tone, highlighting the speaker's disapproval of this kind of happiness. 
In essence, "incredibly stupid bliss" refers to a state of happiness that is seen as foolish or naive because it's built on a foundation of deliberate ignorance or a refusal to acknowledge reality. 

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