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Inhuman

History has shown many times how human beings have been capable of atrocities toward other human beings.

The irony is that in the age of AI, these same humans praise the greatness of humanity, claiming that AI will never be able to have feelings or experience emotions.

Yet we are also living in a time when information technologies allow us to witness in real time inhuman acts. And it has become a new normal.

Of course, no one has superpowers to carry all the suffering of humanity on their own shoulders.

But everyone has a role to play at their own scale.

Having compassion is not something innate. It is something that must be cultivated daily, like all the things that pass through our brain.

We do not have the means to see it, so we forget it, but our humanity resides there.

Taking care of our brain is finally taking responsibility for our own humanity.

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