The other day an email dropped into my inbox with the subject line:

Our AI will write your newsletter for you

Turns out there are various faceless bots ready & waiting in the wings to churn out as many newsletters as anyone’s heart could desire with a few simple inputs and the click of a button.

So am I about to “bot it up” and let AI handle my daily emails for me?

Or have I plunged into the digital jungle already?  Are you reading the push-button outputs of a robot right now?

Well, I hereby swear on the teeth of Tony Robbins’ smile:

Every word of this email is written by my fair hand. 

And so is every word of the other 492 daily emails I’ve written.

(yes, I keep count.  And I’ve got something special cooking for next week’s half a grand milestone, so keep your eyes peeled)

To be honest, I’d be surprised if I ever ask AI to pen these emails for me.

It would completely defeat the point.

It’d be like asking AI to watch Top Gun: Maverick for me, sip a cool cider on a hot day for me, wite my new book The Happy Employee for me, give Lauren a hug for me, run the Hackney Half Marathon for me, brew my morning coffee for me, go for a stroll by the canal for me, play a family boardgame for me or take a once-in-a-lifetime trip to Mexico for me.

Why would I ask AI to do any of these things for me?

I don’t want to outsource activities like these. 

I want to fill my life with them!

And my daily emails are no different.

I know some people don’t want to write daily emails, just like some people don’t want to sip cider, play boardgames or backpack around Mexico.

But I do.  I want to do them for the joy I get from doing them.

And sure – if someone invents a robot that’ll take the bins out, I’m game.

But I’m not about to outsource all the things which make life worth living.

That’d be akin to outsourcing my life.

My two pennies’ worth for today.

 - Tom