
Here Comes the Bright AI Train. So Why Am I Crying?
Recently I started feeling as if I am at the train station again – same anxiety, same faint grief, same faint exhilaration. Looking around, tasting the air, I sense that I am not the only traveler in that train station. Many people feel the same – the time is changing. The old epoch is departing, the train with new one is already here, impatiently pushing the old one out of the tracks. The cars of the new train are marked clearly – “AI”. Artificial intelligence.


