

They used to say something along the lines of “you don’t buy a drill, you buy a hole.”
Any tool, whether a widget, software, AI, or labour, is a means to an end. This might be something coherent, like “we bought sheet metal to make tortilla presses, which we can sell for more than they cost to make” or a a rejected Bond-villian vision like “if we acquire all the potassium in the world, they’ll be forced to declare our boss the next king of eSwatini.”
Specifically, right now, the “end” seems to be “if we vapourize enough cash, investors will buy our stock becsuse we’re the most True Believers in the current trend.” I’m not sure, but the potassium plan might make more sense.

To be blunt, we’d probably find the robots a lot more endearing if they placed themselves on an appropriate side of the Uncanny Valley.
Years ago, there was an IRC channel with a couple of simple Markov-chain bots and they were legitimately charming with their randomness, which ranged from “demented Pokemon repeating their name over and over” to “flash of insight”. But you’d hardly be quoting them in a serious conversation to a co-worker or boss, and nobody was promising superintelligence any day now from then to justify tripling my electric bill.