[[A woman sits at her computer. A man stands behind her.]]
Woman: Looks like computers will beat humans at Go pretty soon. 
Man: Wow. That's the last of the big ones. 
Woman: Yeah. 

[[She looks back over her shoulder at him.]]
Man: Well, at least humans are still better at, uh, coming up with reassuring parables about things humans are better at?
Woman: Hmm.

[[The woman types on her computer.]]
<<Type type>>

[[She leans back over her chair again and addresses the man.]]
Woman: I made a Python script that generates thousands of reassuring parables per second.
Man: Dammit.
Computer: Computers will never understand a sonnet computers will never enjoy a salad comp-

{{Title text: 'At least humans are better at quietly amusing ourselves, oblivious to our pending obsolescence' thought the human, as a nearby Dell Inspiron contentedly displayed the same bouncing geometric shape screensaver it had been running for years.}}