And there I was not thinking — because you never really notice the cessation of an irritation, do you? — how nice it was that AI “debates” seemed to be proceeding apace without any pictures of Meredith Whitaker presenting / being presented as the Serious Bro’s tragic version of a magic pixie dreamgirl or whatever, staring off into the dialectical ether beyond the ringlights. It’s pretty telling how many prescient AI critics have been WoC; but photographically they tend to get grouped together, maybe because their criticisms are grounded in the sociability of lived experience. Whitaker OTOH seems to inhabit in the (implicitly white) world of R/romanticized subjectivity. Anyway.