TWENTY-THREE: The Thinking Machine
âLooking back, it became clear to me that Jensen had wanted to lose his temper; heâd made a conscious decision to thrash me. Once the performance had started, his fury was genuine, but it was all in service of a larger point he wanted to make. It wasnât just that Jensen didnât read science fictionâit was that he actually hated science fiction. He was a
serious man.
The reason that Jensen had succeeded in fields where others had failedâparallel computing, AI, the Omniverseâwas precisely because he didnât tolerate airy speculation about the future. He examined technologies coldly, from first principles, swayed neither by optimism nor fear but only by a cold and patient sense of business logic that he alone could push to the outer limits of corporate foresight. Beyond that he did not look or care to imagine. The potential for human extinction was not a question of corporate strategy and thus, to him, was as foolish as drawing a dragon on the unexplored portion of the map.