Intelligence, my fluffy arse

Reading Yuval Noah Harari's Homo Deus has led me to ponder the threat of artificial intelligence during many sleepless nights. Ok, during many drowsy minutes before falling into a coma-like sleep. 
But then from time to time I am reminded that the main thing about AI is the initial A. 
For artificial. 
Or is it for abysmal? 

On a side note, I have just remembered that I need a little insulating. How timely!