If AI has offered us any value it has been through exposing us to the destructive nature of progress. Until now, we could be forgiven for the enchantment progress has inflicted upon us. The preservation of some amount of friction has been sufficient to protect the myth of its necessity. Yet the promise of progress has always been the total defeat of this preserving force. In it's childish tone, it exclaims, "You deserve to ascend to the heights of gods," oblivious to the fact that gods do not walk this earth of their own choosing, but because they would crumble the moment they touched ground.