Of Ought and Can

Let's put a sensor on his brain and get some data. There'll be a bunch of graphs an' pictures of diff'rent colored lines corr'spondin' to every little thought he has. An' then let some fella say what that neon spaghetti means. An' that fella'll tell us that the sensor-brain'd man's got the ability to decide to chew the legs off a cricket or stomp a hole through a cat. An' sure enough, when we get roun' to it, the fella in the lab coat's gonna let y'all know that it's alright to slip a knife to your neighbor's throat just 'cause you can.