Pedagogical Liminality

Lila Shroff argues that education has entered its Wild West phase in her essay “The AI Takeover of Education Is Just Getting Started,” and she’s right in the way that makes administrators nervous and instructors quietly exhausted. Most of you are not stumbling innocents. You are veterans of four full years of AI high school. You no longer engage in crude copy-and-paste plagiarism. That’s antique behavior. You’ve learned to stitch together outputs from multiple models, then instruct the chatbot to scuff the prose with a few grammatical imperfections so it smells faintly human and slips past detection software. This is not cheating as shortcut; it is cheating as workflow optimization.

Meanwhile, many high school teachers congratulate themselves for assigning Shakespeare, Keats, and Dostoevsky while willfully ignoring the obvious. Students are using AI constantly—for summaries, study guides, feedback, and comprehension scaffolding. AI is CliffsNotes on growth hormones, and pretending otherwise is an exercise in institutional denial.

Educators, of course, are not standing outside the saloon wagging a finger. We are inside, ordering fizzy drinks. Shroff notes that teachers now use AI to design assignments, align curriculum to standards, grade against rubrics, and complete the paperwork that keeps schools legally hydrated. Nearly a third of K–12 teachers reported weekly AI use last year, and that number has only climbed as profession-specific tools like MagicSchool AI churn out rubrics, worksheets, and report-card comments on demand. The teacher as craftsman is quietly mutating into the teacher as editor.

AI tightens its grip most aggressively where schools are already bleeding resources. In districts short on tutors and counselors, AI steps in as a substitute for services that were never funded in the first place. This is not reform; it is triage. And once institutions develop a taste for saving money by not hiring tutors and counselors, it is naïve to think teaching positions will remain sacred. Cost-cutting rarely stops at the first ethical boundary it crosses.

That is why this moment feels like the Wild West. There is no shared map. Some schools welcome AI like a messiah. Others quarantine it like a contagious disease. Many simply shrug and admit they are baffled. Policy is reactive, inconsistent, and often written by people who do not understand the technology well enough to regulate it intelligently.

I see the consequences every week in my college classroom. I read plenty of AI slop—essays with flawless grammar and no pulse, paragraphs that gesture toward ideas they never quite touch. Some students have checked out entirely, outsourcing not just sentences but thinking itself. And yet AI is also an undeniable equalizer. Students emerging from underfunded schools with sixth-grade literacy levels are now submitting essays with clean syntax and logical structure. They use AI to outline arguments, test thesis ideas, and stabilize skills they were never taught. The tool giveth, and the tool holloweth out.

People like to invoke “too big to fail,” but the analogy doesn’t hold. We don’t know which AI—ChatGPT, Gemini, Claude, or some yet-unseen contender—will dominate. What we do know is that AI is already embedded in education, culture, and the economy. There is no reversing this process. The toothpaste is not going back in the tube, no matter how sternly we lecture it.

So understand this about me and my fellow instructors: we don’t know what we’re doing. Our roles are unsettled. Our identities are unstable. We are feeling our way through a dark cave without a map and without guarantees. There may be light ahead, or there may not.

The only sane posture is humility—paired with curiosity, caution, and a sober gratitude that even a force this disruptive may yield benefits we are not yet wise enough to recognize. The name for this condition is Pedagogical Liminality: the in-between state educators now inhabit as teaching crosses from the pre-AI world into an uncharted machine age. Old rules no longer hold. New ones have not yet solidified. The ground keeps shifting under our feet.

In this state, arrogance is dangerous. Despair is paralyzing. Certainty is counterfeit. Pedagogical Liminality is not failure; it is the honest middle passage—awkward, uncertain, and unavoidable—before a new educational order can be named.