Outlier here. I'm retired and I have zero need for AI or even Siri in my more than full life full of the usual chores (way more in fhe foothills than in the suburbs I inhabited "forever") and hobbies, chief of which are piano and photography. I could let AI play music all day, but I wouldn't be engaging with the music. I could let AI create an infinite gallery of pictures, but I wouldn't be running outside in a sun shower to catch a fabulous double rainbow, fully engaged with nature (and needing only minor touch up to make the image match my feelings.)<p>I experience. I have agency. I co-create. I feel what a composer felt through my hands and ears. Absolutely nobody knew about the sun shower, but I felt it.<p>The proof that AI has already ruined life is that I sent that rainbow photo to a friend of some 40 years with lens data and it had full EXIF info attached, less location, which can be seen from only one place on earth. He asked me if it was real.<p>My philosophy is not that we seek meaning in life, but that we live to create meaning, as we write stories with our lives, and exerience the stories of others, stories that touch our knowledge (filtered, not a giant bag of dissociated bytes) and life experience, and as we process them with our minds and emotions.<p>To destroy meaning is to destroy life. Might as well be "living" in The Matrix. Someone else's idea of life.<p>Virtual steak.