A.I.'S ADDICTION AIR : STUDENTS 24/7 ESSAY

AS SOMEONE in the word business - I am often asked to weigh in on the question of literature and artificial intelligence. People are usually surprised when I admit that I love A.I.

I use A.I. for everything 24/7. I can't get enough, me and my whole family. My uncle uses A.I. to buy  onions.

It used to be you wanted onions, you went to the store and maybe it was full of people, or it was empty  you literally never knew. Now A.I. can calculate when the grocery is low-traffic, and my uncle just strolls in - la-da-da, buys onions, no waiting.

Imagine a world where you DON'T have to wait to buy onions.  It's here.

I have this digital agent. Does everything for me, from managing work flow to offloading repetitive tasks to reminding me when to hug my kids. I call it the Gooch.

The Gooch is up all night, scrabbling around its binary habit trail, what's upping my to-do list and taking names. You know the expression. ''He couldn't find his butt with two hands and a flashlight '' 

That was me. It was like living half-a-life. A buttless half-a-life. Now I have the Gooch ping me my butt location. It plays a chime.

No more losing your butt in this brave new world.

'' Everyone is using A.I. for Everything '' nowadays, a.k.a vibe-living. And if you don't, you're a misfit outsider who should be stoned to death in the town square to prevent contagion.

And then A.I. should resurrect you virtually from your data so you can be stoned to death in the virtual town square, for infinity.

STUDIES show that overreliance on these digital tools causes cognitive decline, but if current events are any indications, nobody is making much of a contribution anyway.  

Go ahead and use AI however you like.

Except art. If you use it for art, you're a freakin' hack.

This Master Essay continues. The World Students Society thanks Colson Whitehead.