Nigeria, Dec. 22 -- He says he is fighting AI.

Says it loudly. Usually online.

He means the new kind- the kind with opinions, the kind that finishes sentences before he finishes being angry.

He says it will ruin thinking, flatten imagination, turn the mind into a parking lot.

He says this while using a calculator to split a restaurant bill.

The calculator waits patiently, its small gray face offering no ideology. Just answers.

He presses the buttons as if they were innocent. As if they had not already replaced something once called mental arithmetic.

No protest followed that loss. No think-pieces. No marches for the long division.

The calculator arrived quietly, like the stealthing paws of a tiger, and we welcomed it because it sa...