We look at the titans running the tech behemoths as if they are ancient prophets. We forget that they, too, are merely mortals—slaves to the "Quarterly Report," the "Board of Directors," and the "Market Sentiment." They aren't steering the ship; they are just trying to stay on deck while the waves toss them about.

"Call me whimsical, but this grand experiment—the frantic race to make a silicon rock think in five hundred different ways—seems a bit short-sighted. It might produce the smartest rock in history, and that rock might even show a profit for the next three months. But tell me, when the time comes, will we actually listen to the rock when it suggests we stop killing our own kin?"