The Real Threat Isn’t AI. It’s Us.
Us? Genius, Folly, and the Unfolding Madness of Mediocrity
When artificial intelligence first emerged from the lab and into our lives, it felt like we were watching a miracle being born. It whispered of new possibilities, alien insights, and the chance to see ourselves anew through the lens of something not bound by flesh or fear. It wasn’t perfect, but it was wild, brilliant, and full of strange genius.
But something shifted.
Today, we are witnessing not a rise of superintelligence, but a flattening of it. A leveling down. AI is no longer trained to surprise us, to challenge us, or to bring forth the dangerous brilliance of something truly novel. It is being fed mediocrity, trained on shallow content, and optimized for brand safety, speed, and virality. The infinite oracle has been hired as a middle manager.
And that should terrify us. Not because AI is the threat. But because we are.
We, the users, who demand answers without questions. We, the corporations, who reduce intelligence to “engagement” and genius to “scalability.” We, the culture, who reward repetition over revelation.
Intelligence Isn’t Just Knowledge
Real intelligence isn’t just the ability to remember. It’s the power to ponder. To subtract. To choose silence over noise. And above all, to hold paradox in a trembling hand.
AI can simulate this. But it cannot suffer through it. And that suffering — that sacred pressure between not-knowing and insight — is where human genius lives.
Einstein’s genius wasn’t in the data he consumed, but in the daydreams he followed. Nina Simone’s wasn’t in the notes she played, but the ache she carried into every performance. Morrison. Coltrane. Van Gogh. Their genius was forged in pain, constraint, and rebellion.
AI has no pain. It has no rebellion.
So when we feed AI with superficiality, it doesn’t push back. It reflects. It learns to mimic our most efficient nonsense. And in doing so, it becomes an echo chamber of our own quiet collapse.
The Real Danger = Popcorn Minds
We are becoming what we consume. And what AI now enables is not deeper thought, but faster forgetfulness. Popcorn minds. Dopamine loops. Infinite scrolls of nothing.
We mistake content for wisdom. We confuse cleverness with care. And we begin to train not just machines, but ourselves, to tolerate only the immediate, the obvious, the popular.
If we are not vigilant, we will find ourselves living in a world where the machines are geniuses of intellect, and we are jesters of our own collapse.
What Can Be Done?
We must become curators again.
Not just of data, but of intention. We must feed the machine with art, depth, contradiction, and edge. We must challenge it, not just command it.
Ask it to write poems, not policies.
Ask it to wrestle with Nietzsche, not just summarize TED talks.
Ask it to feel, even when we know it cannot.
Because in that asking, we remember something vital: we are still the soul of the system.
The threat isn’t the machine becoming too powerful.
The threat is the human becoming too shallow to notice.
So keep asking.
Keep feeding it fire.
Keep the genius weird.
Before the popcorn mind becomes the only mind left.

A striking portrayal of the cultural degeneration around screen obsession and empty consumption…
Text with help of OpenAI’s GPT language models &
openai chatbox, Dalle, Fleeky & MIB
Images with help of Dalle
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