Will AI make me obsolete? You be the judge

March 28, 2026 — 5:30am

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The world of ghost-writing is a house with no nameplate. You knock, you enter, you leave — but the letterbox bears someone else’s surname. The arrangement is older than ink stains. In the Paris salons, the smoke-thick clubs of London, the brash boardrooms of New York, the unseen hand has always hovered just out of frame.

If authorship is nine-tenths perspiration and one-tenth inspiration, then ghost-writing is ten-tenths discretion. The byline gleams; the writer vanishes. A paradox in plain sight …

Wait. Let’s cut the con. Those first two paragraphs in italics are not by your columnist. Me, in other words. Sneakily, I’d banked on another to tackle ghost-writing. A clanker, in fact, a robot........

© The Sydney Morning Herald