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Crystal Ball

One bold author has peered into the crystal ball to see what lies a decade ahead of generative AI. It is a daunting task and this version of the story ends quite badly. I want to believe (even if naively) that more good than bad with come out of generative AI over a period of time. Being able to adapt and use it in creative ways is where the winners will separate from the pack and forge their path. 

This is true for every line of work, The question to ask at the moment is what jobs do I as a person need to get done in my personal and professional life where this can help. Once we get further along, the question should likely change to what have I never considered as a job to get done in my personal or professional life because it was never possible do. Of these are there any that I would love to get done and then can this technology help me. 

For those of us who were around for the dotcom boom and bust cycle, we recall the endless vomit of ideas and how everyone was in the dotcom and startup business. Most of that noise died in due course and the fittest few survived. It might go the same way with this one too. There will be an incredible number of ideas and creations that come along - some will die not because they were not good enough but because people will be not have the attention span to look at everything that is gushing out. Being seen, noticed, used and creating sustained value will be incredibly hard given the level of noise and opinions.

Maybe folks with the best, most promising truly world-changing ideas should keep in quiet and work things to perfection - get out of the breaking things failing fast style of building things that as been the norm of the last couple of decades. Maybe because so much more is possible now, it is time to slow down.

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