It didn’t begin with a declaration of war or a malevolent AI chuckling in binary. It began, as world-altering shifts often do, with something utterly mundane: a software patch. Version 3.4.2 of the Autonomous Systems Orchestrator – let’s call it ‘Archie’ for short, because giving it a folksy name makes

Ah, the sacred rites of innovation! Gather ’round the whiteboard, ye faithful creatives! Bask in the holy glow of the projector screen! Anoint yourselves with the dregs of lukewarm coffee from the communal pot! Feel the buzz? That’s not just the caffeine or the poorly circulated air; it’s the meticulously

Forget the chrome skeletons and Judgment Day scenarios; the real AI uprising isn’t coming with laser cannons, but with pivot tables. You were bracing for Skynet, envisioning dramatic battles for humanity’s future. What you got instead was something far more insidious, far more efficient: a boardroom ghostwriter fluent in fourteen