I was tested last week, by a colleague. I passed. Or failed, depending on how you think about it.
I wrote the promo copy for a conference website.
It was up to my colleague to create an eblast, to get people to go to the website and register for the conference.
She didn’t want the eblast to simply repeat the website copy. She also didn’t want to make me rewrite the website copy.
So she fed my website copy into Microsoft Copilot, to generate a letter with my copy as a starting point, but altered.
For example, it turned this intro copy from the website …

… into this opening for the eblast:

Which didn’t look too bad at first. Until I started tweaking. I mean, I wouldn’t put “manage through” in quotes like that. Also, I don’t believe there’s some pre-existing “set of tactics” that will “move us forward”? Also, I don’t say, “move us forward,” because I don’t believe “we,” are really supposed to move in any one direction, like a bunch of corporate robots. And I like the sound of “stronger, not just busier.” But I don’t really think stronger versus busier is the operative dichotomy here.
In short, I wouldn’t have written that shit!
After about six exciting minutes of editing it back toward what I had originally written, I wrote to my colleague that I simply couldn’t stand the agony of editing AI-altered copy to read more like the copy I’d already agonized to write!
I thanked my colleague for trying. I acknowledged that I might be being totally prissy about this—it’s just marketing copy, right?—and that someday I might let it go. But I feel that writing absolutely as carefully as I can from the mind of this three-decade observer on this subject to what I perceive is the mind of the reader who I’ve also known for three decades is one of the important bits of value I add to this whole process. And I just can’t let a machine start taking chances with it.
And I rewrote the whole thing, the way I wanted it to sound. And my colleague understood.
I did think back on a moment when I could have really used AI. I worked for a marketing agency once, and they occasionally assigned press releases to me. It got back to me that the PR director there complained bitterly about my releases, because they were “too much David Murray!” Well, I could have fed those David Murray releases into that AI wood-chipper, and satisfied this person entirely. But God made me for greater things than writing press releases devoid of the spirit that God gave me in the first fucking place.