You're so scared to make predictions about the future that you can't even accept "LLMs are going to get better" as a truth?

You're so skeptical of it that you're willing to make fun of people?

It's about as much in question as whether or not I'm going to eat breakfast this morning.

I'm gonna have eggs and toast. Who am I, Mrs. Cleo? How could I possibly know this unknowable future?