This essay resonated with me because it highlighted the similarity between AI-written texts, describing the result as a word salad. And this also reminded me about some words from my teacher of Russian Literature: that the "bright future" themed novels of the pre-WW2 Soviet writers — works produced under strict political control — read like one big novel without a beginning and an end, and not as separate works.

And this grayness and sameness is what happens when people are forced to "think" as a chorus, either by the authorities or their censorship, or voluntarily by using the same AI's help.