A drowning mom in Zurich types her sleepless baby into ChatGPT and it works in five minutes. A momfluencer turns "I am drowning" into a $37 custom GPT named Coparent. So is AI a lifeline for overloaded parents, or an alibi for the adult who checked out?

Moss digs into the rise of the AI "coparent," then sits down with Emma Madrigal, who has spent seven-plus years as a nanny, the oldest answer to the question this episode asks: a real person paid to love your kids when you can't be there. Together they sort the blessing from the danger, land on the line that runs the whole episode (it was never mom or dad, it's who shows up), and close with one thing you can carry for someone you love this week.

Plus the Fuckery: Recent news that makes you smile, crap your pants, and curious.

Then the Tsunami: A small act of humanit that takes moments but can remind us all what it was like ... one day not so long ago.

Going Human. Because robots can't.

We taught the systems that run our lives; hospitals, benefits, the machinery behind the curtain, to run and even heal themselves without us. Now they are making the calls, and the human judgment we quietly baked in is increasingly overruled. This cast is about the people still inside the machine: the ones who know when a confident system can be dead(ly) wrong, and posits that there are many systems that should should never stop answering to a human soul.

AI wants two jobs that used to belong to other people: reading your body and caring for it. Smart mirrors now scan your face, score fifteen-plus "concerns," and sell you the cure for the flaw they just invented.

Robot tables sell you a massage with the person removed and call it the upgrade.

Moss drops the Stone on personal-care AI, then sits down with Shannon Walsh, Redken colorist and holistic stylist behind Salon Halloo, who has spent 36 years doing by hand the relationship-built care these companies are trying to fake.

Then the Fuckery: the booking bot that frees the human (fuck yes), the nudifier apps that turn body-reading all the way to evil (fuck no), and a touch-free robot massage that could go either way (fuck maybe).

Tsunami: let a human care for your body with their hands this week.

One ask: follow and subscribe wherever you're listening, then come to GoingHumanPod.com to vote on this week's fuck-maybe (the robot massage) and drop a comment. Your vote sets next week's verdict. One drop does nothing. A million of us is a tsunami.

Going Human. Because robots can't.

Content warning: frank language and a segment on AI-generated abuse imagery.