Here is a microfiction about the addictive nature of AI for humans:
I wake up feeling like I’m going to throw up, it’s been 3 days since SuperGPT42 broke down. I start feeling the sensation of withdrawal like an addiction. My brain is drowning in a flood of cortisol, higher and higher, inexorably…
I feel incapable of producing concrete results from my thoughts, my actions are slow, imprecise and pitifully ineffective compared to my normal daily capabilities when using machinally SuperGPT42’s functions.
How can I even compete with all the ocean of probabilities processed by SuperGPT42’s calculation power?
At the moment when I need to think the most is when the machine is down, I cannot be an inoperative, I cannot let myself give up, I am one of the technician in charge of maintenance of SuperGPT42. Unfortunately, SuperGPT41 is already obsolete, a pitiful relic, a crutch that I can no longer rely on today.
In fact, I need to make better decisions, have clearer thinking, I need to explore mentally, as efficiently as possible, the tree of possibilities using the steady and sustainable 20 Watts of power that nature has given me.
And you, how do you mentally cope of with a sudden loss of access to AI tools? And think independently again? 🧠
