This is what happens when we start thinking that this generation’s iteration of Eliza has more answers than we do. Want to use AI algorithms as a tool for the chimp work? Go for it. Want to find the meaning of life through it? No. Just no.
Root problem? We’re becoming lazy and desperately want someone/something to do our thinking for us. Given our history of believing things on little more than the assertiveness of others, maybe the bulk of us always did. I recommend Robert J. Sawyer’s “Quantum Night” for a spooky but plausible take on this.
https://futurism.com/commitment-jail-chatgpt-psychosis