Biohack excitement is still a geeky-guy homerun. The websites, the reading material, the vision, the propaganda, are overwhelmingly male-authored and male-centric. The same is true of transhumanism, and its follow-up, post-humanism.

Our encounter with AI – our self-created nemesis, our last invention, and, I suspect, our last chance – may ensure that human exceptionalism will give way to humility.

One click on a cashmere sweater and forget Googling the theory of relativity – Einstein will be wearing this season’s colours as you scroll down the ads that demolish concentration and serious thought.

It’s the surprise part that Orwell couldn’t predict. He was looking in the wrong direction. Total surveillance. The privatisation of the private.

We function as a whole or not at all. The web of life is real.

Humans are motivated by community. We are interested in helping others. We aren’t just faking it – not just playing for ‘likes’. Compassion is real.

God is not human. All our visions of ‘God’ are of a non-embodied networking system. Where no god is present – as in Buddhism – the network is the totality, and the totality is the network.

The apostles of the AI future are eager to greet the end of the biological body (Ray Kurzweil, Max More), and an end to living on Planet Earth (Elon Musk, Peter Thiel). This has been criticised as the typical male Freedom Fantasy. A world without physical responsibilities where we leave our mess behind us. But really, it is just a version of Heaven

Getting rid of what the great economist and anthropologist David Graeber called ‘bullshit jobs’ is not anything to mourn.