This is literally indistinguishable from a five year old being like "it's going to have a woket ship and be shaped like a dwagon and it'll read your thoughts and bweathe fiwe whenevew you want! And it'll go whoooosh and fly outta the atmosphewe"

Except there's a cotillion of tech reporters who should know better and investors with apparently nothing better to do with their money hanging off this superannuated preschooler's every ketamine-powered utterance because we live in the dumbest of all possible worlds. Behold our collective telos: the sentient airjet rocket car. It'll come in cherry red and sound like Scarlett Johansson.