Here we are in a brave new world – one where people find it hard to read books, barely remember what a newspaper is, often learn languages in isolation, and pour their hearts out to AI chatbots.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not here to pass judgment, especially because I’m one of those people myself. Do I ever stop to ask whether it’s a good thing? All the time.
I see the charm of crisp pages and reading in a comfortable chair with a cup of tea. I value journalism and don’t confuse it with vlogging. I understand that practicing a language with real people is far more rewarding than producing endless monologues with no one to respond. And I believe that a good therapist is a true gem, because in the end, it’s the human connection that heals.
But what about blogs in this confusing new era, when you can ask virtually any question and get an instant answer without even opening a search engine?


