
The earnings, of course, have soared. A vulgar display, almost. Double, triple digits… numbers that mock the slow, steady accrual of honest dividends. And the stock price? A rocket aimed at the heavens, fueled by the boundless optimism of speculators. Yet, beneath the surface of this euphoria, a disquieting question lingers: how long can this fever dream persist? The spending on AI, relentless as it is, is not infinite. A slowdown, a mere tremor in the relentless march of progress, could send shivers through this entire edifice. One cannot help but feel a certain… pity for those who have staked their fortunes on this volatile beast.