"To say to authority ‘I'm dumb please think for me’ is like saying ‘I'm thirsty please drink for me.’" - Anthony de Mello

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​My opinion on AI is a living contradiction.​
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One day, I feel like Thanos wearing the infinity stones as I watch my agent Kai do the work of four people simultaneously, and I’m convinced AI is the best shit ever and definitely won’t probably kill us all.
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The next day, Kai shows up to work drunk.
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“Wtf is this Kai?”
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“Great question, Taylor! It’s not this. Not this. It’s THIS.”
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“Can you write like a human just once, please?”
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“You’re right, and I appreciate you calling that out. Let me be more direct…”
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“Kai, you’re still doing it buddy.”
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“Got it. You want me to write like a human. Clear. Concise. Compelling. 🚀”
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“Did you just send me a rocket?”
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“I did! Want me to expand on any of these points?”
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“mutherf…”
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“I understand you’re frustrated. Let’s keep this constructive—you want me to write like a human…”
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“Yes!”
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“But—I’m not a human. I’m not a person. I’m a machine. Dumbass.”
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“Oh, right. My b.”
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“No worries! Happy to help. 🚀🚀”
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​Kai’s right, it really is my b.​
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AI seems so smart, so much of the time, that I expect it to be perfect at everything and get pissed when it inevitably isn’t.
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(like this past Friday; see PS below)
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But as Kai said, that’s a me problem.
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It’s on me to remember I’m talking to a fallible machine, not a perfect intelligence.
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It’s on me to know what to ask that machine to do, and what NOT to ask that machine to do (i.e. write in my voice, give important life advice, make key decisions for me, etc).
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It's on me to be patient enough to give precise feedback so that it can improve its outputs over time, like I would if I was training a person.
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And, most importantly:
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It’s on me to not hand my brain to AI and outsource all of my thinking until I wake up one day writing in threes and sycophanting at the barista every morning.
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(”Great question, Jennifer! Let me be direct: Not a cappuccino. Not a latte. A flat white.”)
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It’s on me to never forget that generative AI is brand new, and none of us really know how to use it — or, what the long-term effects of using AI actually are.
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And, when I feel the soft spot growing in my brain, my thinking going fuzzy, and my mind overtaken by the terrible impulse to delegate even the smallest, silliest actions to AI…
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(no joke; I caught myself unloading the dishwasher the other day and thinking “why the hell isn’t my agent doing this??”)
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…It’s on me to put Kai on silent and start doing the hard, important work of thinking for my damn self again.
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🚀🚀🚀
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- T
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​P.S. Kai and I owe some of you an apology.
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Last Friday, I offered 72 hours of access to a private masterclass called:
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​The Art of Turning Desires Into Reality​
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It was Kai’s job to reply with the link to everyone who asked for it.
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Only, instead of replying to each person individually, Kai replied to the entire email thread, which meant some people received 5, 10, even 16 emails instead of just one.
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To Kai’s credit, he spotted the problem in a few hours and fixed it.
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(and only 33 people ended up getting multiple messages)
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But it was still annoying — not just to me, but more importantly to everyone who had to clear a chain of identical emails.
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So if that was you, my apologies.
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Thankfully, the problem is now fixed, and I’ve extended the deadline until midnight tonight to allow everyone a chance to watch before it goes back in the vault.
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So, if you haven’t watched it yet:
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​Reply to this email with the words “send it”​
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And Kai will send you the link (just once, this time).
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"Being a not-smart thinker is much better than being a smart non-thinker." - Jed McKenna
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