AI vs Human - You decide

January 2024

his month, we asked our writers to choose a topic and respond to it
in 500 words. Then, we asked Chat GPT to do the same thing
to compare our human writing abilities to A.I.

Why was the Battle of Gettysburg significant?

Gracie Smith
MSMU Class of 2027

Chat GPT’s Response

The Battle of Gettysburg, fought from July 1 to July 3, 1863, is often regarded as the turning point of the American Civil War, crucial to the Union's eventual victory. Its significance lies in several key aspects that tilted the balance in favor of the Union:

Firstly, strategically, Gettysburg was vital. General Robert E. Lee's Confederate Army of Northern Virginia had been on the offensive, aiming to invade the North and deliver a decisive blow that would demoralize the Union and potentially secure foreign recognition and support for the Confederacy. However, Lee's invasion culminated in the Battle of Gettysburg. The Union's victory at Gettysburg not only halted Lee's advance but also forced him to retreat southward into Virginia. This effectively ended the Confederate invasion of the North and thwarted their hopes for a decisive victory on Northern soil.

Secondly, the Battle of Gettysburg showcased the prowess of the Union Army under the leadership of General George G. Meade. Despite initial setbacks, the Union forces, bolstered by defensive advantages and strategic positioning, managed to repel repeated Confederate assaults. The defense of key positions like Cemetery Hill, Little Round Top, and Culp's Hill demonstrated the Union's resilience and determination, turning what could have been a Confederate victory into a Union triumph.

Thirdly, the high casualties sustained by the Confederate Army at Gettysburg were a severe blow to their military strength. Lee's forces suffered heavy losses, with estimates suggesting around 28,000 Confederate casualties compared to approximately 23,000 Union casualties. The Confederate Army, already facing challenges in terms of manpower and resources, could ill-afford such losses. Conversely, although the Union also suffered significant casualties, its larger population and industrial capacity allowed for more effective replenishment of troops and resources.

Moreover, the Battle of Gettysburg had profound political ramifications. The Union victory at Gettysburg bolstered Northern morale and determination to see the war through to victory. It also dashed any hopes the Confederacy had of securing European recognition and intervention, as foreign powers were less inclined to support a losing cause. President Abraham Lincoln's Gettysburg Address, delivered months after the battle, further solidified the Union's commitment to the principles of liberty and equality, rallying support for the war effort.

Additionally, Gettysburg marked a shift in the Union's military strategy. Following the battle, Union forces became more aggressive and began to exert greater pressure on the Confederate Army, leading to a series of victories that eventually culminated in the defeat of the Confederacy.

In conclusion, the Battle of Gettysburg was significant to the Union victory in the Civil War due to its strategic importance, the demonstration of Union military prowess, the heavy losses inflicted upon the Confederate Army, its political impact on Northern morale and international relations, and its role in shaping subsequent Union military strategy. This pivotal engagement altered the course of the war and ultimately contributed to the preservation of the Union and the abolition of slavery in the United States.

Gracie’s Response

It’s incredible how three days could change the history of America. Truth be told, the Union was not doing well in terms of victories when the Battle of Gettysburg occurred in the summer of 1863. General Robert E. Lee of the Confederate Army had just won an unexpected victory at Chancellorsville against Major General Joseph Hooker’s Army of the Potomac. The Confederate Army had half the men that the Army of the Potomac had, which makes this Confederate victory at Chancellorsville so significant, and ultimately important to why Gettysburg occurred and is so significant to the Union Army.

Lee, and the rest of the Confederate Army, were on a victory high so to speak after winning such an unforeseen battle. With that being said, Lee acted boldly when he decided to invade Union territory for the first time. This act alone said a lot. By this, I mean it's clear that the Confederates were taking a risk; however, they expected fully to win given that they won last time with such slim odds. During the Confederate invasion of the North, a lot was happening with the Union Army after the defeat at Chancellorsville. The new Major General George Meade, promoted by Abraham Lincoln, became head of the Army of the Potomac just 3 days before the Battle of Gettysburg on June 28th, 1863. The change of Union command was the first strike against the Confederates. Lee, still under the assumption that invading the North would be easy, quickly realized that his army’s efforts would have to be much greater than anticipated given General Meade was the new commander of the Union Army.

On the first day of the battle, the Confederates suffered a major blow when George Bufford’s Calvary claimed the higher ground at Seminary Ridge. Although they did fight for it, General Reynold’s First Corps of the Union Army arrived to reinforce Bufford’s Calvary and take the high ground. This ultimately set up the Union to have better ground for the remainder of the battle, leaving the Confederates at another disadvantage.

The Union’s efforts on the second and third days of the battle helped to further push back the Confederates through their strategic positions that we know as the Union Line. The use of interior lines established a strong enough defense system during that battle that the Confederates could not break, as demonstrated in Pickett’s charge. From these interior lines, the Confederates had to constantly work harder to weaken the Union—which was proven pointless.

From the Confederate’s defeat at Gettysburg, Lee never invaded the North again for the remainder of the war. Furthermore, the morale of the Union Army spiked after defeating the Confederates and leaving them with thousands of casualties. With these two key things, the significance of Gettysburg remains the turning point in the war. In 3 days, the Confederates went from almost winning the war to retreating South in defeat.

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What feeling does this song invoke in you?

Devin Owen
MSMU Class of 2026

Chat GPT’s Response

The song "You’re Gonna Go Far" by Noah Kahan seems to resonate with themes of departure, change, and the passage of time, evoking a mix of emotions ranging from nostalgia to acceptance. As I delve into the lyrics, I can't help but feel a sense of bittersweet reflection intertwined with a tinge of melancholy.

The opening lines set the stage for a journey, both literal and metaphorical. The mention of praying for a red light, usually an inconvenience, speaks to the desire to delay the inevitable, to prolong a moment before facing a destination that looms like a deadline. This sense of urgency and impending departure sets a somber tone, tinged with resignation.

As the song progresses, the narrator reflects on the changing landscape around them. They observe the passing of time, the encroachment of youth, and the shifting dynamics of their surroundings. The imagery of college kids correcting graffiti and the weariness of driving after nightfall paints a picture of a world evolving beyond recognition, leaving the narrator feeling out of place.

Yet amidst the uncertainty and upheaval, there's a glimmer of hope, a recognition that life goes on despite farewells and separations. The chorus speaks of acceptance and resilience, acknowledging that while one may be leaving, life for those left behind will continue, albeit altered by the absence.

The repeated refrain of "we ain't angry at you, love" suggests a sense of understanding and forgiveness, even amidst the pain of departure. It's a poignant reminder that love transcends distance and time, and that parting doesn't diminish the bond shared between individuals.

The song's bridge delves into themes of regret and missed opportunities, acknowledging the complexities of human relationships. The narrator grapples with the realization that they may have contributed to the departure of a loved one, haunted by the knowledge that they shut them down when they expressed a desire to make a difference.

Yet despite the weight of these regrets, there's a sense of resilience and determination to carry on. The closing lines of the song offer a message of encouragement, urging the departing individual to embrace the journey ahead and reassuring them that they will always be welcomed back with open arms.

Overall, the song evokes a complex array of emotions, from nostalgia and longing to acceptance and hope. It's a poignant meditation on the inevitability of change and the enduring nature of love, leaving the listener with a sense of introspection and a reminder to cherish the connections that make life meaningful.

Devin’s Response

The song "You’re Gonna Go Far" by Noah Kahan is one that touches a deep part of my heart in the absolute best way possible. For me, it has served as a reminder that the world will still go on if I leave home and focus on what is best for me rather than what is best for everyone else around me. The chorus of this song has the ability to either make me cry on my drive home from work or feel uplifted and relieved. It starts with the following: "So, pack up your car, put a hand on your heart. Say whatever you feel, be wherever you are. We ain't angry at you, love. You're the greatest thing we've lost," it feels as though the song is speaking specifically to me with these lines. Growing up, I was stuck in the middle of my parents fighting, divorce, and four yearlong custody battle—and in-between all of this there were quite a bit of things that went unsaid by me to them. It was hard, and it was a rough experience; I had to grow up much quicker than the other kids my age, and I was faced with challenges from both of my parents that put me in some very uncomfortable situations.

When choosing where to go to college, I took into consideration the fact that it was close enough to home that I could go back on occasion, yet far away enough that I couldn’t go back at every beck and call of my family needing a mediator. These lyrics served as a reminder that even though I left home, that doesn’t mean I left my family behind completely—they still love me, and me leaving provides both sides with opportunity to grow and thrive. The next part of the chorus goes: "The birds will still sing, your folks will still fight. The boards will still creak, the leaves will still die. We ain't angry at you, love. We'll be waiting for you, love." I always found it comforting to hear that life will go on if I choose to leave. I always worry about my family—my siblings the most—because they are my lifeline, and it was really hard leaving them. Hearing someone else speak on the experience of leaving home like this is both comforting and relieving—I’m not left feeling as guilty as I once was. I have often been told that I don’t see my own worth and that I believe in myself much less than I should, so when hearing the lyric "you’re the greatest thing we’ve lost," it makes me feel valued and seen as a person worthy of love and good things.

Overall, this song invoked many feelings in me because it spoke to me in a way that touched my soul. It allowed me to take the feelings of guilt that I held on to so tightly and let them loose—which, in turn, helped me to let myself loose too.

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What is it like to be in a big family?

Dolores Hans
MSMU class of 2025

Chat GPT’s Response

Growing up in a big family is akin to living in a bustling community within the confines of one's home. With siblings aplenty and relatives always around the corner, there's never a dull moment. From the early morning chaos of getting ready for school to the late-night conversations echoing through the halls, the energy of a big family is palpable and invigorating.

One of the most remarkable aspects of being part of a large family is the constant companionship it provides. Whether it's playing games, sharing meals, or simply lounging around, there's always someone to share the moment with. This abundance of company fosters a deep sense of camaraderie and support, creating lifelong bonds that withstand the test of time.

However, living in close quarters with so many personalities inevitably leads to its fair share of conflicts and disagreements. From petty squabbles over trivial matters to more serious disputes, navigating the dynamics of a big family requires patience, compromise, and a healthy dose of humor. Yet, it is precisely these challenges that contribute to personal growth and resilience, teaching valuable lessons about communication, empathy, and conflict resolution.

Despite the occasional chaos and commotion, being in a big family is a source of warmth, love, and belonging. Shared traditions, inside jokes, and cherished memories weave a tapestry of shared experiences that form the foundation of familial identity. Whether it's celebrating holidays, milestones, or simply the everyday moments of life, the presence of a big family transforms the ordinary into the extraordinary, creating a lifetime of cherished moments and treasured relationships.

Dolores’ Response

I am one of eight kids. I am the third oldest child, but the oldest daughter. I have two older brothers, four younger brothers, and a younger sister who is eight years old. The ages of us siblings range from twenty-three to six and a half. Being a part of a big family is something I have always been proud to say, mostly because it is something a lot of people can’t begin to imagine for themselves, and usually because when I follow it up with "I have six brothers," I get a lot of sympathy. I loved it when my family could make up a whole soccer team, or when we would take up an entire pew at church (sometimes two depending on the size of the pew). I loved having big Thanksgivings and barbecues, and all of us piling into a fifteen-passenger van to go on trips. But the older I get, the more aware I become of just how hard it can be to be a part of a big family. My siblings and I are all getting along well now that most of us are older, and we live more separate lives from one another, but when we were kids, there was times when my mom would worry that we would never talk to each other after we moved out. We fought so much. At times I hated my brothers. There are a lot of scars within me from my childhood that may not have been there if there weren’t so many of us. Now as an adult, I worry about money, insurance, taxes, credit, and all the things that would scare me away from having too many kids myself, out of fear that they would struggle. However, I have also taken on a big role of responsibility in my family, and I am grateful for it every day. The experience I have in caring for babies and children is something I will never regret. One of the greatest joys of my life is the opportunities I was given to be a sister and sort-of-mother to my siblings. I would do anything for them. Because of my big family, I have grown in patience, understanding, generosity, and responsibility from a very young age. I would want my kids to know what its like to take care of a baby, or to go shopping for the family because I simply do not have the time, or have a wonderfully intimidating group of siblings ready to scare off anyone that tried to hurt them. Are the struggles worth the goodness?

There are things about being a part of a big family that even now I struggle with. The three youngest of my siblings are all under the age of ten, and there is a large gap between us. In age, in distance, and in experience. With this, comes a lot of sadness and guilt. When my sister needs hugs from me, or someone to watch princess movies with, or teach her how to handle the drama in her friend group, I’m not there. Right now, I can still go home over breaks, but I am burdened by the knowledge that soon I won’t have opportunities to go home to her as often as I wish I could. When my brother needs someone to understand him and defend him, and make him feel special, I can’t be there. I still haven’t processed seeing my family dynamic changed so much now that half of us are moved out and my parents aren’t burdened by us financially. I find myself jealous of my six-year-old brother because he gets fun snacks for school and to grow up in a house with a working septic system and the ability to get dental work done because now, we can afford insurance. But I know that they struggle too. I can’t imagine what it is like when you’re just a child and half your siblings are not living at home and are beginning their own families far away. My sister had to go to the ER recently and has been in a lot of pain, and I simply cannot stand that I am not by her side, holding her hand and kissing her and telling her it’s going to be okay. These are struggles that I have yet to cope with, but at the end of the day I am grateful to have so many people to love.

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What is love?

Claire Doll
MSMU Class of 2024

Chat GPT’s Response

Love, a concept as timeless as humanity itself, transcends mere words and definitions, encompassing a spectrum of emotions, actions, and connections. Attempting to encapsulate its essence within the confines of a single definition is akin to confining the vastness of the universe to a mere speck. Yet, through introspection and observation, we can begin to unravel the intricate tapestry of love.

At its core, love is a profound and intense feeling of affection and attachment towards someone or something. It is a force that binds individuals together, forging deep connections that withstand the trials of time and adversity. Love exists in myriad forms - romantic love, familial love, platonic love, and self-love, each unique in its expression yet united in its essence.

Romantic love, perhaps the most celebrated form, ignites passions and kindles flames within the hearts of those enamored. It is a dance of vulnerability and intimacy, where two souls intertwine in a symphony of emotions. Romantic love embodies devotion, understanding, and acceptance, fostering an unbreakable bond between partners.

Familial love, rooted in blood and kinship, is a steadfast beacon of support and belonging. It is the love between parents and children, siblings, and extended family members, built on a foundation of shared experiences and unconditional acceptance. Familial love embodies sacrifice, nurturing, and the innate desire to see loved ones thrive.

Platonic love, often overlooked yet equally profound, is the bond shared between friends and kindred spirits. It is a love born out of companionship, mutual respect, and shared interests. Platonic love celebrates the beauty of friendship, offering solace and companionship in times of joy and sorrow.

Self-love, the cornerstone of emotional well-being, is the unconditional acceptance and appreciation of oneself. It is a journey of self-discovery and self-care, where individuals learn to embrace their flaws and celebrate their strengths. Self-love fosters resilience, confidence, and a deep sense of inner peace.

Beyond these delineated forms, love permeates every aspect of human existence, shaping our interactions, decisions, and perceptions. It is the driving force behind acts of kindness, compassion, and altruism, transcending boundaries of race, religion, and culture. Love is the foundation upon which societies are built, fostering empathy, cooperation, and collective flourishing.

Yet, love is not without its complexities and challenges. It is a paradoxical force, capable of bringing both ecstasy and heartache, joy and sorrow. Love requires vulnerability, courage, and a willingness to embrace the uncertainties of human connection. It demands patience, understanding, and a commitment to growth and compromise.

In its purest form, love is a transformative power, capable of transcending the bounds of the individual self and uniting humanity in a shared experience of interconnectedness. It is the guiding light that illuminates the darkest of nights, the balm that soothes the deepest of wounds. Love is not merely an emotion; it is the very essence of what it means to be human, binding us together in a tapestry of empathy, compassion, and understanding.

Claire’s Response

Love is a Friday in December.

The sun sinking beneath the horizon, and branches of birch trees holding a thin sheet of snow, and a dusty pink sky. It’s watching from the window, drinking hot chocolate and scooping balls of cookie dough. It’s having a sleepover and playing Hannah Montana music because my little cousin learned from the best (me) and baking cookies, so many kinds that we forget, and then playing Barbies, because at heart I’m still nine, like her. It’s painting nails and laughing about third-grade gossip when I’m really twenty-one and it’s the three days before Christmas, what did you ask Santa for, and falling asleep on the big couch while she takes the little one, wrapped in a light blue blanket.

Love is the summer farmers market, a rising sun painting the Baltimore highways a sparkling gold, and Mommom’s Honda Accord parallel parked nearby. It’s the flowers that a man hands my grandmother, and the chocolate croissants for two dollars, and fresh coffee from a local shop. It’s the sky before everyone wakes up, the hum of a city before it grows too loud, the morning being written into my young mind as a memory I’ll always remember. It’s the drive back, falling asleep in the car, and church, July sunlight caught in the stained-glass windows.

Love is my father in his uniform, the sound of the front door closing behind him, his twenty-four-hour shifts, his crimson station wagon. It’s my childhood swimming pool, and he lifts me over his shoulders, the sky stretching above me, a loud splash and I’m deep in the water. It’s laughter. It’s s’mores under a setting sun and my mother’s denim apron and burgers on the grill.

Love is a first date in an orchard. It’s picking apples off trees and talking about his childhood of living in the suburbs and the pieces of someone you collect as you meet eyes and smile. It’s him paying for your flowers, and ice cream on a hot summer’s night, and watching movies that you already know the ending to.

Love is a glass of wine and a friend from home, a letter tucked in a mailbox, pancakes for breakfast rather than the usual eggs. It’s a dance, a tango between lovers. Long naps on the couch, or drawing the curtains, or staying up late. The sunset at airports, the smell of bonfires, or the smile you wear when you pass yourself in the mirror. It’s human, the most human thing possible, scarred and battered but irresistibly tethered to us the way this earth will never get rid of the sun, the way we’ll always have ground beneath us and sky above. How can it possibly be robbed from us? The memories etched into our minds, the fluttering butterflies in the pit of your stomach. The stars that dot the sky on a Friday in December. A twinkle in your eye and hushed breaths under the covers and three words, dancing at the tip of your tongue.

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