‘I felt I was talking to him’: are AI personas of the dead a blessing or a curse?


We miss him. Some have forgotten him. We haven’t. His risqué jokes, his dress sense (sic), his formidable capacity for lunchtime drinking, but above all his creativity. His work speaks for itself but what you don’t see is the work he inspired in us. He was our mentor. I wouldn’t be the creative I am today if it hadn’t been for him. I’m just glad I can still turn to him, talk to him, or at least his AI. Of course it’s not quite the same but since the bosses escorted him from the building, it’s the best we have.