Artificial Intelligence vs. Regular Intelligence
We are in a time when Artificial Intelligence is no longer a science fiction movie plot but a part of life and a topic of discussion in the news, in stores, and at ladies’ groups. (Note that I will be using the abbreviation AI in this blog. If you find yourself reading it as “Al,” a name, and not AI, the abbreviation, please know that you are not alone. I spent some time wandering why Al knew so much.) At 72 years old, I’ve lived through rotary phones, typewriters, cassette tapes, and the great mystery of programming a VCR. So, when someone first mentioned “artificial intelligence,” I half expected a robot to knock on my door and introduce itself as Harold with an offer to rearrange my spice cabinet and my life. I have used AI (my particular tool of choice is ChatGPT) and have found it to be a very patient assistant who answers questions without sighing and never says “you already asked that.” It can compose a letter, translate a doctor’s information, and provide a recipe. It is ...
