Charts gyrated on the monitors. "What is happening?!" Traders screamed. "Calm down," he said. "This isn't noise. It's a birth cry." The pain of inflation and the hope of AI. Conflicting elements clash, birthing a new order. "You can't buy stocks ignoring economic security. Whoever controls semiconductors controls the world. Throw away old textbooks. The market is being rewritten." Listen closely. The sound of collapse might be the fanfare of creation.
