The Hum of the Machines

The company, a century-old institution built on the combustion of fuel, had long been priced as a reflection of the open road, a cyclical wager on the price of freight. A reasonable, if unremarkable, investment. But the roads, it seems, were no longer the most demanding masters. Now, it was the insatiable appetite of the cloud, the endless calculations of algorithms, the very breath of artificial intelligence, that dictated the terms. The surge in demand for uninterrupted power, for the seamless flow of electrons to these digital cathedrals, had transformed Cummins from a maker of engines into something…else. Something akin to a provider of divine sustenance.







