We mortal humans can't behold the face of God. Those are the rules. Still, we can always try. Virginia Heffernan certainly does, in this magnificent, majestic, magisterial piece. She very nearly succeeds. So travel there with her. See for yourself. You must be patient. Let her set the scene: She's in Taiwan. She wants to breach the inner sanctum of a company called TSMC, which manufactures the very technologies—the microchips—powering the device on which you're probably reading this newsletter right now. It's no overstatement to call TSMC one of the most consequential companies in human history. Virginia, for her part, has been called one of the greatest living writers of English prose. Here, you'll see why. The piece builds to a single moment, and you're not sure it'll deliver on its promise. Then it does—and more. The writing tops itself; you, too, may glimpse the creator. And that's when you'll realize this piece isn't just about semiconductors, or Taiwan, or the geopolitics that entwine them. It's about us all. It's about human ingenuity—the awesome thing eternally protecting us from ruin. —Jason Kehe | Senior Editor |
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