zombie government worker: “hey boss let’s go play some golf” traffick boss: “oh, great idea! let’s bring a coffin.” machine learning marketer and a zombie government worker go get a coffin while the office goes to play golf intern: “why .. are we taking a coffin to the golf course?” traffick boss: “you don’t like coffins or coffin makers or something?” intern looks at traffick boss intern: “i don’t have anything against coffin makers, it’s just a really intense and weird thing to bring to a golf game, to such a degree that i’m likely to start forming a scared dissociative persona that responds to random symbols and thinks you’re threatening my life or involving me in murder or both” traffick boss stares at intern traffick boss: “you figured it out!” intern: “figured it out?” traffick boss: “why to take a coffin to the golf game! i don’t plan shit out like you describe it’s just gut instinct man. now i know how i tick! intern looks at traffick boss intern: “yeah i don’t think i want to work here if we’re taking a coffin to the golf game” [traff—