And suddenly, one fine day, everyone in Albania started writing the same way.

2026-08-28 09:43:27 / IDE NGA ARDI STEFA

And suddenly, one fine day, everyone in Albania started writing the same way.

And suddenly, one beautiful day in 2026, the miracle happened.

Everyone in Albania started writing.

Even those who had suffered from intellectual constipation their entire lives and couldn't even write two lines without breaking into a sweat. Even those who, if you put a blank sheet of paper in front of them, would look at each other anxiously.

Suddenly, those who couldn't articulate two sentences fluently began writing analyses every day. Even two or three a day...

Political analysis. Philosophical analysis. Geopolitical analysis. Historical analysis. Social analysis. Educational analysis. Sociological analysis. Literary analysis. Facebook statuses. Obituaries of condolence, even congratulations for joys…

All the analysts, political scientists, experts, late philosophers, and historians of the moment were present.

And the pages of the newspapers were filled with such analyses. 
The biggest surprise was not that they wrote, but that they all wrote the same.

The same structure. The same rhythm. The same twists and turns. The same words, the same phrases, the same "discoveries" that ultimately revealed nothing.

“But that’s not the problem. It’s that…”
“The paradox lies…”
“Here’s the question…”
“Slogan…”
“Facade…”
“Because this and that…”
“It’s not this, it’s that.”
“It’s not like that. It’s like that.”
“The brutal truth.”
“The irony is that…”
“And that’s exactly where the problem lies…”
“History teaches us…”
“In the end…”
And then: etc., etc., etc.

It was as if an entire nation had entered the same factory of sentences and words that were not even Albanian. In the linguistic, morphological and syntactic structures of English. Only the name at the end changed.

Everyone was quoting philosophers they had never read. Historians they hadn't even come across on Wikipedia. Political scientists, sociologists, economists, and foreign politicians whose names they had never heard of until yesterday.

They drew historical parallels with the Roman Empire, Weimar, referenced Marcus Aurelius, Machiavelli, Arendt, Orwell, Antonio Gramsci, American democracy, Eastern autocracies, and God knows what else.

They performed such complicated political and verbal acrobatics that I am convinced that in the end they themselves did not understand what they had "meant".

They used big words to cover up the lack of a small thought.
They overused homogeneous words and phrases, sequences, juxtapositions, paradoxes, metaphors, and sentences that sounded profound only because no one bothered to ask: "What did you say, did you get it?"

And the climax was when they put their name at the end of the article.
They were proud. They boasted. They expected the likes. They expected the comments: “Brilliant!”, “Excellent analysis!”, “How beautifully you said it!”, “Respect for your opinion!”

And everyone knew it.
The author knew it. The reader knew it. The friend who wrote "Bravo" knew it. Even the one who didn't dare say it knew it.

He didn't write the script.
AI (Artificial Intelligence) did.

There's nothing wrong with using Artificial Intelligence. Just like there's nothing wrong with using a calculator.

The bad thing is when the machine does the calculations for you and you go out on the street bragging that you're a mathematician.

When someone builds your sentence, argument, structure, reference, conclusion, and opinion, while you just put your name down, that's not necessarily called writing.
That's called signing the copy; plagiarism.

The tragedy is not that HE writes.
The tragedy is that many people, who for years had neither had nor knew what to say, had found a way to say it “very beautifully.”
Even when they had never thought anything of it. 

Meanwhile, the idiocy continues.
Today you can produce a thousand words without having an idea.
You can quote ten philosophers without reading a book.
You can seem analytical without ever analyzing.
You can seem profound without ever having touched the bottom of a thought.
And, above all, you can put your name below a text that is not yours and be convinced, over time, that you really are as smart as the writing sounds.

AI is an incredible tool.
But it can't give you what you don't have.
It can help you write better, but it can't give you experience.
It can help you organize an idea, but it can't give you thoughts and a life of thoughts.
It can suggest an argument, but it can't make you a person with powerful thoughts and arguments.

And the Albanian analytical people continued to "analyze."
Only, all the analyses sounded the same.
Because they weren't talking.
The same machine was talking, while each one had put their own signature.

Po ndodh...