It's Easy To Win. Anybody Can Win.

We Should Take Mothers In High Seas And Drown Them There, They Are As Poisonous As Lead In The Air.

Maybe Each Human Being Lives In A Unique World, A Private World, A World Different From Those Inhabited And Experienced By All Other Humans.

So We And Our Elaborately Evolving Computers May Meet Each Other Halfway. Someday A Human Being, Named Perhaps Fred White, May Shoot A Robot Named Pete Something-or-other, Which Has Come Out Of A General Electric Factory, And To His Surprise See It Weep And Bleed. And The Dying Robot May Shoot Back And, To Its Surprise, See A Wisp Of Gray Smoke Arise From The Electric Pump That It Supposed Was Mr. White's Beating Heart. It Would Be Rather A Great Moment Of Truth For Both Of Them.

How Much Of What We Call 'reality' Is Actually Out There Or Rather Within Our Own Head?

Certainly It Constitutes Bad News If The People Who Agree With You Are Buggier Than Batshit.