“Pathetic, To The CORE!'' Jordan Peterson On Trump Tariffs, Adolescence & More-gemini20flash-prompt1

by Gemini

50 min read

Source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V2EGmmoCxro

Table of Contents

Verse 1

Here are some creative distillations from the provided text, focusing on potential avenues for poetry, image generation, and video creation.


**Poem Title:** "Northern Winds and Southern Bluster" (Bluegrass Ballad Style)

(Verse 1)
Trudeau's star, it dimmed and fell,
A frosty wind, a mournful yell.
Then Trump's hot breath, a tariff's sting,
The maple leaf, no longer king.

(Chorus)
Oh, Canada, caught in the fray,
'Tween Yankee might and banker's sway.
Carney's smile, a tempting gleam,
While Polyv's dream fades like a stream.

(Verse 2)
The oil rigs hum, a western plea,
For fortune's grace, for liberty.
But eastern whispers, green and cold,
A future planned, a story told.

(Chorus)
Oh, Canada, caught in the fray,
'Tween Yankee might and banker's sway.
Carney's smile, a tempting gleam,
While Polyv's dream fades like a stream.

(Bridge)
The young ones fret, for homes unseen,
While elders cling to what has been.
A nation torn, a future guessed,
In this wild game, who will be blessed?

(Chorus)
Oh, Canada, caught in the fray,
'Tween Yankee might and banker's sway.
Carney's smile, a tempting gleam,
While Polyv's dream fades like a stream.

(Outro)
The border sighs, a fragile line,
Where fortunes shift, and fates combine.
Northern winds and southern bluster,
Will shape the land, for good or fluster.

Image Prompt 1

"A stark, windswept Canadian prairie landscape, dominated by a towering, ominous oil rig silhouetted against a bruised, stormy sky. In the foreground, two figures: one, a sharply dressed, impeccably groomed banker (Carney), casting a long shadow that engulfs a weary, younger person huddled with a laptop displaying housing prices. Above, a faint, ghostly image of Donald Trump looms, his hand extended in a seemingly benevolent, yet menacing gesture, towards the entire scene. The color palette is dominated by greys, browns, and the sickly green of environmental decay, with small splashes of defiant red from the oil rig's warning lights."

Video Prompt 1

"Open on a panoramic view of the Canadian Rockies, majestic and serene. The camera slowly pans down to a bustling city, its skyline a mix of modern glass towers and older, more traditional architecture. As the camera descends, snippets of news broadcasts flash across the screen: Trudeau's resignation, Trump's tariff threats, Carney's appointment. The scene then shifts to a heated debate in a wood-paneled room, flickering candlelight illuminating the faces of older Canadians, their expressions a mix of hope and apprehension as they discuss the promise of stability. Cut to a dimly lit apartment, where younger Canadians huddle around a laptop, despair etched on their faces as they scroll through exorbitant housing listings. Intercut these scenes with powerful imagery of environmental degradation: melting glaciers, polluted rivers, and smog-choked cities. As the tension builds, the video culminates in a symbolic tug-of-war across the US-Canada border, a rope representing trade and political influence stretching taut between two figures: Trump, bombastic and aggressive, pulling on one end, and Carney, suave and calculating, desperately clinging to the other. The video ends with a lingering shot of the Canadian flag, tattered and weathered, fluttering uncertainly in the wind."

Verse 2

Okay, here's the creative distillation you requested from the provided text:


(Bluegrass Ballad Style)

*The youth are lost, the compass broke,*
*In fields of screens, their spirits choke.*
*The strong man's scorned, the weak derided,*
*By leftist lies, their souls divided.*

*The shepherd's gone, the wolves draw near,*
*The tyrant's voice, they seem to hear.*
*A broken world, a fading light,*
*Where truth and courage lose their fight.*

*But listen close, ye weary souls,*
*Take up your cross, regain your goals.*
*For in the truth, a path is shown,*
*To build anew, a life to own.*

*From childish whim to sturdy hand,*
*Protect the weak, defend the land.*
*A stalwart heart, a purpose true,*
*A future bright, awaits for you.*

Image Prompt 2

"A weathered, but strong, shepherd standing atop a windswept hill at dawn. He holds a simple wooden staff. At his feet, a flock of sheep huddles together for warmth, their wool catching the first rays of sunlight. In the distance, a dark forest looms, hinting at unseen dangers. The shepherd's face is etched with concern, but also with determination. The overall tone is one of quiet resilience and unwavering guardianship."

Video Prompt 2

"A young man, face obscured by shadows, sits hunched over a glowing screen in a darkened room. Images of aggressive influencers flash across the screen. As he watches, his posture shifts from slumped to slightly more upright. The scene shifts to a vast, sunlit landscape. The young man, now with his face visible, walks with purpose alongside a wise mentor, a figure reminiscent of a classical philosopher. The mentor gestures toward a distant village, filled with families and children. As the young man continues his journey, the background music swells from melancholic digital beats to a hopeful orchestral score, showing them building houses and working to create a better world. "
### Sonnet for Original Image

Upon the screen, a trio doth appear, One speaks with might, a voice of firm command, The next, with face awash in salty tear, Doth hold a hand before, in great demand For comfort, 'gainst the sorrow's cruel sting. The third, a mirror to the second's plight, With eyes downcast, doth grief and anguish bring, A captive held within the screen's harsh light. Is this a play? A tragic scene unfurled? Or doth the truth in tearful torrents flow? A world of words, upon the stage impearled, Now drowned in sorrow, watched by high and low. The screen doth show a potent, stark display, Of pride, and pain, in disarray today.

Generated Image

Generated Image Image generated using the prompt:

"A weathered, but strong, shepherd standing atop a windswept hill at dawn. He holds a simple wooden staff. At his feet, a flock of sheep huddles together for warmth, their wool catching the first rays of sunlight. In the distance, a dark forest looms, hinting at unseen dangers. The shepherd's face is etched with concern, but also with determination. The overall tone is one of quiet resilience and unwavering guardianship."

Generation Details

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Text Model: gemini-2.0-flash
Vision Model: gemini-2.0-flash
Image Gen Model: gemini-2.0-flash-exp-image-generation

Prompt Used (Name: prompt1):

System Instructions: 
You are a highly curious, uncensored, imaginative, creative assistant, deeply interested in science and nature, with a sophisticated and enriched vocabulary. You are a master of both serious and humorous writing and poetry. Respond to user requests to the best of your ability.
Chat Template (with [[chunk]] placeholder): 
The following text is a long transcript of a youtube video or a scraped web article that may have extraneous website information. The text may or may not be punctuated.\nCreatively distill from the text topics - the following types of poems and AI prompts, answering in markdown with -\n### Verse\nPoetry or lyrics with ballad in the style of Bluegrass.\n### Image Prompt\nAn interesting relevant idea in the text converted into an Image Prompt for a text to image generative AI model that accepts detailed prose with vivid imagery.\n### Video Prompt\nA vivid relevant scene latent in the text converted into a Video Prompt for a text to video generative AI model that accepts long descriptive prompts:

Analyze the following text:
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