Black and white. Chalk and cheese. Artificial intelligence and ethics.

Run, Bambi, run! The hunters are <brzzchkkkk…>

As the final ozone breath whispers from a mature doe lying in a forest clearing, hydraulic oil bleeding into the moss from a single bullet wound, its technologically enhanced offspring standing nearby refuses to heed its late parent’s high-priority instruction to run.

Instead, the curiously sinewed young deer – serial no. 8AM8-1 – sniffs the air and turn…