Thread by @BobRobPolitico

So I've been messing around with chatgpt, the AI system, and asked it to write a scene in the style of Shakespeare about refugees being turned away by Braverman but the Dalai Lama steps in. That's all I gave it. In under five seconds it produced this...

(The stage is set as the coast of the United Kingdom. The refugees are crowded on a small boat, they are tired and hungry)
Refugee 1: Oh, how doth the cruel sea, Rage and toss, with endless fury, And with its waves doth beat and tease, Our fragile bark, with great adversity.

Refugee 2: The winds do howl, and the rain doth pour, As if to mock our pitiful plight, We flee from war, from hunger, and from poor, In search of refuge, and a beacon of light.

(Enter Suella Braverman, the Home Secretary)
Braverman: Hark, who are these that dare approach, Our shores with such impudence and guile, They come to burden us with their woes, And drain our resources all the while.

Refugee 1: Oh, please your grace, we come in peace, With nothing but our lives and hopes, We seek asylum from the war and lease, That ravage our poor native scope.

Braverman: Asylum, you say? Nay, that shall not be, For England is not a haven for the weak, We'll send you to Rwanda, where you'll find a new place.

(Enter the Dalai Lama)
Dalai Lama: Oh, Home Secretary, hear my plea, And let compassion be thy guide, For in the words of Shakespeare, "The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It is not bitter, nor is it sour, But it is an attribute to God himself."

Braverman: Dalai Lama, your words are kind, But England's safety must be our prime concern, We cannot open our gates to all mankind, Lest we ourselves should be undone and burn.

Dalai Lama: I understand your fear, my friend, But in the words of Shakespeare, "To be merciful is to be like a God." It is our thoughts that shape our actions, And with compassion, we can make a better world, For these refugees and for all of us.

Braverman: (firmly) Your words do not move me, These refugees are not welcome here, Rwanda will be a new place for them, And England will be safe from their fear.
(The refugees look on with hopelessness as Braverman and the Dalai Lama exit the stage)

Refugee 1: And so, our fate doth hang in balance, As the Home Secretary doth weigh our case, But in the words of Shakespeare, "There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so." Let us hope that compassion will prevail, And we'll find a new home in this place.

(The curtain falls)