Sharing things that touch me—in my case mostly true stories, special music, sometimes live performances—is something I really cherish about working as a teacher. It also happens to be a use of embodied knowledge that AI cannot replace: not because AI couldn’t understand human art, but because it could fake being moved by it. When I inevitably well up in those certain scenes of Britten’s War Requiem or Rameau’s Les Boreades, that is a hard-to-fake signal (at least for me, I’m a shitty actor), and it communicates something about human experience that a “crying” robot couldn’t.
This isn’t just a sentimental point. AI is eroding the economic value of education and marginalising its role for distinction (intelligence isn’t exclusive to humans any more). What remains is education as a pathway to embodied experience. Because of that, I think teaching will not become 100 % machine work.
Sharing things that touch me—in my case mostly true stories, special music, sometimes live performances—is something I really cherish about working as a teacher. It also happens to be a use of embodied knowledge that AI cannot replace: not because AI couldn’t understand human art, but because it could fake being moved by it. When I inevitably well up in those certain scenes of Britten’s War Requiem or Rameau’s Les Boreades, that is a hard-to-fake signal (at least for me, I’m a shitty actor), and it communicates something about human experience that a “crying” robot couldn’t.
This isn’t just a sentimental point. AI is eroding the economic value of education and marginalising its role for distinction (intelligence isn’t exclusive to humans any more). What remains is education as a pathway to embodied experience. Because of that, I think teaching will not become 100 % machine work.
Other beautiful works that make me tear up:
Charlie Chaplin’s speech from The Great Dictator
Dr. Who letting Vincent Van Gogh experience the world’s love for his artwork (Van Gogh died without fame, fortune, or recognition)
Princess Leia’s Theme song (extended jazz version), you can feel the musician’s love pour through this rendition