Colson gave me a thumbs up. "That’s right. Now, suppose there’s a terrorist attack or something, right? And you actually need to smash into another car to get away from a falling skyscraper or whatever? That’s when you switch the computer off and take the wheel, because it doesn’t have any idea about any of that. It’ll sit there waiting for the traffic to get out of the way and you’ll get squashed. Limited vision. It’s all numbers and weights and measures. There’s nothing in there that isn’t in a wind-up. Not, like, spiritually speaking."