An Octopus sits down at table on the outdoor patio of a coffee shop. The Octopus turns to the Cow at the next table and says, "Hey, wanna hear a joke?"

The Cow is wary, never having met the Octopus before, and knowing all the ways that this kind of thing might go bad, but the Octopus is in good colours, displaying inviting and cheerful concentric rings, so the cow decides to chance it and says, "Sure, why not."

"All right," says the Octopus, "and stop me if you've heard it already: So it seems that dozens of women, Black people, disabled people, LGBTQIA+ folx— just a bunch of marginalized folx, across the board— well they were trying to tell everyone about the social and philosophical implications and potential horrors of technology, both as a general thing, but specifically about what people think of as 'A.I.,' in specific. Then six white dudes walked in— several of whom were the direct cause of so many of those horrors—and, though not acknowledging those marginalized folx even a little bit at all, said the EXACT same things."

Here, the Octopus' coffee arrives, so the Octopus stops and sips at the very hot, very well-prepared Cubano in its tiny cup, and stares off into the distance.

After a few moments, the Cow is a little confused and says "…Is that it? How's the rest of it go?"

Startled, the Octopus looks over at at the Cow and, sadly smiling, says, "Oh. About like you'd expect."