The machine replaced our hands, now it's after our thoughts

Read that young Americans are increasingly worried AI will take their jobs, and it struck me how we've flipped the old fear. My grandfather feared the tractor taking his fieldwork; we fear the model taking our reasoning. It's not the job loss that unsettles me — it's how quickly we've accepted that our thinking might be replicable, like it was just another set of hands all along. Maybe that's why I keep making tea the slow way; some rituals I don't want outsourced.