The new daily ritual

We kneel before a new patron saint. Every day, millions draft the same quiet prayer: "Dear ChatGPT, please do the hard part for me." Strategy, architecture, legal prose, creative vision — the very work that once defined expertise is now delegated with a copy-paste and a hopeful Enter key.

In 2026 we started adding a different ending to the prayer: "But don't take my job."

Do you see the contradiction? We ask the robots to do the substance of our work. Our skills get less and less sharp, essentially making us less and less relevant, while the robots get smarter with each new release.