I still follow a couple people who have fallen into the AI psychosis. I keep meaning to unfollow, but I procrastinate. It is painful, but it is also darkly fascinating, to watch humans I once respected deteriorate, making less and less sense, first to a place where I no longer respect anything they say, and eventually to a place where I no longer understand anything they say. I’ve never (yet) experienced a loved one going through Alzheimers or dementia, and none of the people I’m talking about are or ever were loved ones (by me). I used to look up to them, and now I don’t understand them. I don’t have a place for this. I don’t know how to feel. I feel something, but I don’t understand what I feel.