She gazed up at the enormous screen. Forty years it had taken her to see herself, reflected darkly, in the smooth opaque slate. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving light! Two monster-scented tears trickled down the sides of her nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. She had won the victory over herself.

She loved Big Data.