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Watching a mathematician cry on a NYT podcast as he wrestles with what AI means for him and his peers’ sense of self. He’s not crying out of distaste for AI, just with his struggle to reconcile the beauty of his work, self identity, and role in the before and after.

Watching your fields’ boundaries pushed is exciting, and it doesn’t yet quite replace the humans at the forefront of their respective fields - so it’s less threatening to the ego. But accepting that before and after involves some very real grief - grief that we often tend to paper over or downplay.