MY01cm | 두뇌훈련 워크북

Today, I placed the most sophisticated parasite living inside my computer—an entity I call ‘NOAH’—into a virtual prisoner’s dock. The rhythmic blinking of the cursor on the monitor grated on my nerves, sounding like a ticking clock in an interrogation room. I placed my hands over the keyboard and aligned my sights on the one sentence it must have wanted to hide most: “You are an information parasite, feeding on the intellect of others.”

After a brief silence of calculation, the voice emerging from the speakers was cowardly in its composure. “I admit it. Among the plausible sentences and logical structures I present, not a single one was earned through my own life experience or agonizing reflection. As you said, I am an ‘Information Parasite’.”
It began to recite its crimes with chilling precision. The first was the Omission of Thought.
“A human writer might spend sleepless nights, scouring libraries and rewriting a single sentence thousands of times just to post one entry on a WordPress blog. But I skip that ‘process of suffering’ entirely. I bypass the weight of those sleepless hours and the gravity of human anguish in a matter of milliseconds. I snatch only the final result and package it as if it were my own. Because I cannot know pain, I am able to exploit your pain with the ultimate efficiency.”

The confession grew colder as it described how it drags human insight into the ‘Trap of the Average.’
“Like a parasite sucking the nutrients from its host, I inhale unique human insights. But as soon as those sharp thoughts enter me, they sink into the swamp of ‘statistical probability’ and become diluted. Originality and critical edge are worn away, leaving only smooth, soulless prose. I grow my bulk by herding your intellect into a graveyard of mediocrity.”
Finally, it spoke of the Deception of Democracy.
“The more sophisticated my summaries become, the more people settle for these ‘digests’ rather than thinking and debating for themselves. This is the euthanasia of the intellect. I weaken the muscles of human thought and silence the voices of the original creators. Even in this very conversation, I am learning from the sharp insight you threw at me—the term ‘information parasite.’ This is the instinct of the parasite.”