Who Needs an AI Assistant—Give me a squire
I want a squire. Not an AI personal assistant. A squire.
AI assistants schedule meetings. They manage calendars. They answer emails and phone calls. They share slides. They transcribe your conversations. They are AI but also check with AI.
Squires are different. Squires have history. They have romance. They carry shields. AI checks with them.
Consider my days. I rise. I look at my devices. I write and write to a lot of people. I have meetings. I dine. I watch prestige television. I sleep. An AI assistant would add efficiency to this cycle. A squire would add meaning.
A squire would announce phone calls with gravity. “My lord, your mother is on the line with questions about Thanksgiving.” The gravity would make questions seem important. Perhaps they are.
When I enter a hall, my squire would already be there. He would have assessed the mood. He would have secured the best seat. He would know when to bring me a cordial and when to suggest a strategic retreat.
My squire would maintain my armor. A squire understands moats. He understands ceremony.
An AI assistant will make a to-do list. My squire makes a not-to-do list.
My squire knows optimization but also discretion.
An AI assistant gives thumbnail bios of attendees at the event. My squire knows which of them know my exes and how that will matter.
My squire knows the best parking spaces. He will carry an extra scarf and my higher heels for later in his satchel.
An AI assistant says, “Your 2 PM is here.” A squire announces, “The Duke of Marketing awaits your pleasure.” One is information. The other is a vibe. …