Scientists Are Literally Spinning Up Lab-Grown Meat
When Cypher is selling out his compatriots over dinner with Agent Smith in The Matrix, he muses: βI know this steak doesnβt exist. I know that when I put it in my mouth, the Matrix is telling my brain that it is juicy and delicious. After nine years, you know what I realize? Ignorance is bliss.β In a simulation like the Matrix, ones and zeroes represent every nuance of that steakβthe texture, the smell, the flavor.