by Dr. Sofia Rehman in Culture & Lifestyle on 4th August, 2026 We often hear the elite class telling us AI is “inevitable,” and not so long ago Reese Witherspoon lamented her worries about women being “left behind” by the unstoppable tidal wave of AI heading for us all. I am an AI sceptic, with too many ethical concerns to simply accept this vision of the future without resistance. At the same time, though, I want to be honest. My relationship with AI is best told in two stories. The first occurred not long ago; I was steadfastly against the use of AI and had managed to keep a healthy distance. But then, working to a tight deadline, I made an error on CapCut that undid me. I had spent three hours editing a video project; trimming, layering, getting every cut exactly right, adding sound effects, visual effects–you get the picture. And then, in one careless moment, I deleted the clips from the project. Beads of sweat started to form on my brow as I frantically tried to restore what I had just done. I couldn’t find a way to do so. I started searching the internet, scouring Reddit threads. They all seemed to say CapCut is a merciless mistress, undoing a mistake like mine was not possible! I am not proud of what happened next: I fell to the floor quite dramatically and moaned. All the while, the clock was ticking, and I was only too aware of my deadline, whilst completely fatigued by the hours of work already burned through. In desperation, I typed the exact problem, step by step, into an AI tool. It offered several possible solutions, walked me through them, and within minutes my video was restored, every edit intact. That was the day my