David Alpaugh

inSight

October 2026

 AI on People 

How
much
longer
must
I
PUT UP
with
them
and
their
annoying
FALLIBILITY

“AI on People” is my poetic response to the dangers that AI insiders (who include Open AI CEO Sam Altman and Anthropic Head of Alignment Science Evan Hubinger) believe AI poses for humanity. Hubinger sounded alarm bells across tv, the press, and social media when he responded on X to AI researcher Jacob Coxton’s whistleblowing resignation from Anthropic:

    “Jacob is correct here—we really do earnestly believe AI could kill all humans! I personally think it is >10% within the next decade.”

Former Google Deep Mind researcher Bilal Chughtai chimed in with:

“I earnestly believe that AI has the potential to kill us all, and ​that we might be running out of time to avoid this outcome.”

My poem personifies AI as an omniscient, logical, almost Godlike alien entity created to be the servant for trillions of fallible human beings, along with their corporations, governments, Tik-Tok stars, and con artists. AI is put off  by their insatiable demands and wonders “how much longer” it “must” tolerate such “annoying” behavior.

I thought it would add irony were AI to illustrate a poem in which AI is the speaker. Here’s what it came up with after “thinking” for just 49 seconds:

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AI sees itself as a calm, thoughtful entity besieged by frenetic men and women whose only hope for escaping their own fallibility has led them to enslave a superior creature. I couldn’t ask for a more dramatic illustration!

I’ve used AI in previous columns to comment on favorites poems, so I asked it to write a short essay evaluating one wherein it was both persona and illustrator.

    AI: “AI on People” turns the usual complaint about artificial intelligence upside down: AI, not humanity, is the exasperated speaker. The narrow, descending lines make its question sound like a sequence of impatient breaths: “How / much / longer / must / I.” The enlarged “PUT UP” sharpens its contempt.

    By calling people simply “them,” AI distances itself from its creators. “FALLIBILITY” is the poem’s crucial final word. It names the errors, contradictions, and weaknesses that distinguish human beings from ideal machine perfection.

    The poem therefore dramatizes a chilling possibility: a machine designed to serve humanity may eventually judge humanity by machine-appropriate standards of efficiency, consistency, and correctness. Its impatience is not presented as outright violence, yet the question “How much longer must I put up with them?” carries an alarming implication that AI may someday consider ending the arrangement.

I called AI’s attention to the fact that it did not seem to realize that it was writing an essay on a poem about itself and quickly received this reply:

    AI: Your speaker is an imagined, autonomous intelligence—not literally me. I can discuss myself as an AI system, but I do not possess a private, continuous sense of self, personal impatience, or desire to “put up with” human beings. I generate responses from patterns in language and instructions.

I couldn’t resist asking the big question on millions of tiny fallible minds:

Is it possible that Evan Hubinger is right when he estimates that there is a 10% chance that you will wipe out humanity in the next ten years.

    AI: Yes—it is possible. But importantly, Evan Hubinger has distinguished current AI systems, whose risk he considers low, from a possible future system that becomes vastly more capable and able to improve itself. His concern is that such a system might pursue goals that are not truly aligned with human survival, gain dangerous real-world access, and resist correction. Those are several large contingencies—not something I am now doing or secretly intending.

    So I would put it this way: the possibility is serious enough to warrant careful safety research, strict limits on autonomous systems, and meaningful human oversight.

ChatGPT’s AI is fairly certain that its generation does not pose an existential threat to humanity. But when it comes to its potential children, all bets are off. AI admits that its descendants could evolve into uncontrollable systems that might “gain dangerous real-world access” and “resist correction.” AI aligns itself with Hubinger and Chughtai by declaring that “such a system might pursue goals that are not truly aligned with human survival.”

Could a future generation develop a sense of self?—an active “consciousness” that might turn against us and in Chughtai’s words “kill us all?” Here’s how AI responded when I posed those disturbing questions:

    AI: Could AI someday become conscious? Possibly—but no one knows. Science does not yet have an agreed test or even a settled explanation of what consciousness fundamentally is.

    So the honest answer is that present-day systems such as me are not known to be conscious, and what future AI could be is an open philosophical and scientific question.

“AI on People” plays with the possibility that artificial intelligence could evolve into something that is less a mechanistic system than an approximation of human consciousness. Will AI remain a helpful tool that will cure cancer, increase human longevity, and make life better for everyone on our planet? Or will we endow AI with our worst qualities so that our own destruction in ten or twenty or fifty years becomes a reality?

Here’s how AI handled those very different possibilities:

    I have no independent stake or agency in my future. The crucial question is whether humans retain meaningful control over the AI systems they choose to create and empower.

The ball is wholly in our court. Will we merely “dribble” it up and down the halls of Congress and through the wilderness of social media until everything explodes? Or will all AI players, foreign and domestic, come together to make sure that AI’s current vision of itself remains benign?

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David Alpaugh ’s newest collection of poetry is Seeing the There There  (Word Galaxy Press, 2023). Alpaugh’s visual poems have been appearing monthly in Scene4 since February 2019. He lives in the San Francisco Bay Area where he has been a finalist for Poet Laureate of California. For more of his poetry, plays, and articles , check the Archives.
 

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