We’ve developed an unnatural reverence for tech. Connected tools and services consume every waking moment of our lives. We depend on them. We treat the leaders of the industry like gods, hanging on their every word, believing they hold the key to some magical insight that will give our lives meaning. Suffuse us with the aura of their enlightenment. Make us the thought leaders, whatever that means, we see in them. They are the new masters of the universe. But when we look deeper at the industry writ large, beyond the surface level adulation and the true hard science stuff, what really exists is nothing more than a bunch of grifters stepping up to the casino slot machine and giving it a spin. They are aiming to take over the world with a pointless game, the next time suck social platform, an application that digitizes millions out of gainful work, exploiting a societal loophole that makes the value of work in a given sector plummet to zero. It’s like any industry where the potential payoff is so immense that it breeds an industry of strivers – all taking their chance at attaining the great American dream. The new masters don’t have any great insight to share. They aren’t the philosophers they pretend to be. They strike gold and squirrel away their fortunes the best they can. The same as the masters that came before them, and the ones that will inevitably follow.