In 1899, electric motors supplied less than five percent of the power in American factories. The motors worked. What was missing was the person who would redraw the floor. That job did not exist yet, because the decision it would own did not exist yet.

I asked it to compare the price of a bottle of Coca-Cola across every major Belgian supermarket. It hit a wall at Carrefour, slid the browser window over to me, and asked me to click the box that proves I am not a robot. That moment, not the price list, is the reason I am writing this.

Two camps argue about where AI lands: boom or bust. Both have the speed wrong. The upside is bottlenecked and arrives slowly; the damage is bottlenecked by nothing and can arrive in an afternoon. That gap is the whole story, and almost nobody is planning for it.