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Longer journeys, told in parts. Each part stands on its own; together they make one road.
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The Intellectual SelfieThe photographed mealInstagram taught us to construct a public life from selected moments. The restaurant. The holiday. The concert. The hotel. But there may be another kind of profile emerging: the mind we want other people to see. An essay can become evidence in much the same way a photograph did. Look where I was becomes: Look at what I think.5 min read1/10
The Intellectual SelfieThe mind becomes a profileThe social selfie said: this is the life I want you to see. The intellectual selfie says: this is the mind I want you to see. This piece asks what happens when essays stop being only the result of thinking and also become part of a public profile that must be maintained.6 min read2/10
The Intellectual SelfieThe old cost of a paragraphAt first I publish because I have something to say. Then people begin expecting me to publish. Eventually there is a subtle reversal: I need something to say because I must publish. Has your writing or reading ever hit this pivot point?6 min read3/10
The Intellectual SelfieThe article that had no beforeA good essay usually contains evidence that a mind was at work. A hesitation. An objection. A change of mind. A return to the opening image. A sentence like: I thought the problem was X. I no longer think that. AI can now reproduce all of those signals. So an article may contain an intellectual journey even when nobody actually travelled it.5 min read4/10
The Intellectual SelfieThe spineImagine two writers. One knows his subject deeply but writes poor English. AI helps him translate, organize and polish what he already knows. The other knows almost nothing about the subject and asks AI to produce a convincing essay for him. The first article may contain more machine-generated language than the second. So which author is more artificial? Maybe we are looking in the wrong place.8 min read5/10
The Intellectual SelfieThe detector looking at itselfAI writes the essay. AI disguises the essay. AI inspects the disguise. AI assigns a probability to whether AI was involved. …and all of them are looking at the exact wrong place: the sentences. We are counting words when what matters is intent. My article on why AI detectors are asking the wrong question.7 min read6/10
The Intellectual SelfieThe institutions that believed the pageA student submits a perfect essay. An employee presents a brilliant memo. A journalist publishes a polished article. AI makes one old assumption harder to trust: “does the page still prove the understanding, reporting or judgment behind it?”10 min read7/10
The Intellectual SelfieThe abundance trapAI can make competent writing almost unlimited. That creates a strange problem for writers: the reader does not need another article. They need a reason to return to you. When words become abundant, judgment, experience, continuity and trust become scarce. And the reader still has the final vote: they can leave.9 min read8/10
The Other InhabitantsI Am Not Your BirdIt started at an airport. I was late, running to catch a bird — a plane, I mean. Then, on the runway, a real bird flew beside us as we accelerated, and for ten seconds I turned it into a race. Except there was never a race. The bird didn't know. The race existed in one place only: my head. That's where this series begins — each chapter hands the microphone to one animal, and the first one just took it.6 min read1/7
The Other InhabitantsI Am the BirdThe bird who seized the microphone in the preface now takes us with him: the meeting nobody called, the road built fresh every morning by the sun, the cousins who take the sky for a bed — and the elders who no longer cross. “You have a word for what happens now. Migration. It is a strange word for what this is. We are not starting anything. We are continuing to live.”10 min read2/7
The Other InhabitantsI Am the HorseA horse is built to notice danger before it arrives. Eyes holding almost the whole horizon. Ears turning independently. A body designed to leave quickly. And then we climbed onto the one place predators attack: its back. But when we needed a word for the strength of those machines, we kept the horse. Horsepower. I keep coming back to that.12 min read3/7
The Other InhabitantsI Am the CowThe bird gave us air. The horse gave us attention. The cow gives us something slower and harder to hold: sufficiency — and, underneath it, a set of quiet absences she never once names as wrong. “Nothing is about to happen. That is the part they never believe.”12 min read4/7
The Other InhabitantsI Am the Wolf and the DogTonight, one animal is heard but never seen. Another is seen but never heard. A bird sits between them, trying to sleep. Two animals who were once one animal. Neither knows the other is there.9 min read5/7
The Other InhabitantsI Am the RatHe isn't asking to be liked. He isn't even asking to be forgiven. He would just like the story to be accurate. You would call this a small life. From inside it, it is extremely detailed. A night behind the wall, seen from the other side.15 min read6/7
The Other InhabitantsThe LandingSix chapters ago, a bird saw a man leaving on a plane and said: Come with me. Months later, the bird reaches the sea. He has spent the journey asking the other inhabitants who they are. At the water’s edge, he discovers an entire world he cannot enter — a world of fish, whales, dolphins, fishermen, songs, migrations, machines, and lives too small to see. The sea looks almost empty. That is one of its tricks.32 min read7/7