Prologue. Situation Room

***Washington, DC - October 27th, 2093***

"While it is commonly accepted that people use a staggeringly small portion of their brain at any given time, to suggest that humans could use a much larger portion… say, 85-90 percent… on a constant basis is a little like suggesting that a computer can use all it's memory at once and be substantially more efficient: it just doesn't work that way"

"Sure it does. It works exactly that way."

"No, it doesn't. Let me quantify that analogy a little bit: A computer has a given amount of RAM, which is, no doubt, what you're thinking of… but the entire human brain is more like core memory. The capacity for consciousness exists as a very small fraction of what our memory is capable of storing… and it acts like RAM, in essence."

"You mean 'in theory', don't you?"

"Yes, it is a theory… but it's not something I would be so quick to characterize as guesswork. True, we don't understand all the subtleties of the human mind just yet, but all the research that has been done on neural activity over the last hundred years does, in fact, suggest that there is a threshold where the mind overloads itself, and I can assure you it's much lower than the levels of cognitive operation you're talking about."

"What's your point?"

"I'm trying to impress upon you that even if the implants function exactly like they're supposed to, there's still a substantial danger to the subject."

"So… are you recommending against going ahead with the next phase?"

"I'm recommending you exercise extreme caution. There's really no telling the physiological or psychological effects that could follow… it wouldn't surprise me in the least if the test subjects end up dead or scarred for life. I'm recommending you consider the human cost of developing this technology, and think about this from an ethical standpoint. If this doesn't go as smoothly as expected, I hope you're okay with losing a war and ending up in hell."

"Hey, war is hell."