It's A Library, Only The Stupid Or

One Should Never Mistake Pattern For Meaning.

Smell Is A Very Animal Thing, Almost Reptilian, Where The More Cerebral Things Like Reading Less So.

The Point Is, There Is No Feasible Excuse For What Are, For What We Have Made Of Ourselves. We Have Chosen To Put Profits Before People, Money Before Morality, Dividends Before Decency, Fanaticism Before Fairness, And Our Own Trivial Comforts Before The Unspeakable Agonies Of Others

Oh, They Never Lie. They Dissemble, Evade, Prevaricate, Confound, Confuse, Distract, Obscure, Subtly Misrepresent And Willfully Misunderstand With What Often Appears To Be A Positively Gleeful Relish And Are Generally Perfectly Capable Of Contriving To Give One An Utterly Unambiguous Impression Of Their Future Course Of Action While In Fact Intending To Do Exactly The Opposite, But They Never Lie. Perish The Thought.

I Still Find It Hard To Understand That Anyone Could Argue That You Can't Have Machines That Exhibit Consciousness.