I am assigned to write a term paper on a topic (that I chose, and think it is interesting), I've been pushing away this task for weeks now, but now it's due next week, so I'm having a staring contest with my laptop and the endless tabs on chrome and the dozens of tools that might help me write better and faster. Thinking of all of the hours I'm spending and will spend on working on something that an Ai tool could do faster, better, and more efficient than I could ever hope for, then fall into despair and think about the absurdity of what I am doing.
They say that these tools are supposed to help us, but it seems to me that we are helping these tools, we give the ideas, the relevant topics, the most fascinating notion that is ground breaking, and then it will do it all for you. I know, I know, the human imperfection is what makes things great, but what is even the point of all of this effort anymore?
After trying to distract myself from this burdening task, I stumbled into this text, and honestly I don't know if it is supposed to be an optimistic view on humanity, but to me, it seemed as if we are losing these aspect forever. Instead of using these tools temporarily in our human lives, we are temporarily being humans in a digitized world. The day-to-day stack of moments that is supposed to be life, is just a flicker of memory in the back of our heads amid all the trends and reels and customized ads and posts, amid all of the carefully selected interests that are no longer real. Do we even have real taste anymore? after all of the imposed repetitive images of who we are "supposed" to be? with all of the mood boards and step-by-step glow up routines, and the "right" outfits and the "originality" of style. In our desperate attempts to stand out, to be unique, we somehow spiral back into the same patterns that we try to outgrow. I seriously wonder if we could ever taste humanity again.