Sometimes the gatekeeping is unnecessary; sometimes the respect isn't given when it should be. I'm not saying the system is perfect.
What I'm saying is: when I was 15, I would have loved to have a machine that took my desperately uninformed ideas and spray-painted them with the right vocabulary and structure to make them seem credible. I was constantly frustrated that no one took me seriously.
Such a machine would only have harmed me.
I see a lot of 15-year-old me in the world today.