Has it only been a year? Just one year since ChatGPT smacked us with all of the slings and arrows of outrageous, Terminator-grade, singularity-trumpeting, sci-fi fortune?
Just one year since we started believing that artificial intelligence really might free us from toil, and deliver us to a life of lounging like George and Jane Jetson?
Just one year since we started worrying about the AIs coming for our jobs, the jobs of our spouses, the jobs of our …