I recently made what may be the most 2026 decision imaginable: I asked ChatGPT to impersonate me so I could determine whether it understands my personality better than most people I have worked with professionally. This is either journalism or a cry for help. The distinction grows blurrier every year. The idea was simple. I would interview “AI Me” and compare its answers to the ones forming in my own head. Like a Turing test, except the machine’…