I sent this essay to my wife because doing self-owns is kind of my brand. It’s about husbands who can’t stop talking about AI, and despite how uncomfortable it made me, it’s not wrong and also wonderful writing. This is so good:
I should also say I didn’t bother speaking to any of the actual husbands for this story. I’m sick of hearing from the men of AI. So many of us are. They have podcasts and Senate hearings and magazine profiles and probably a group chat with the president. They’ve been talked to—and I can’t stress this enough—enough.