GPU in the Arena in the style of Theodore Roosevelt’s famous “Man in the Arena”

It is not the critic who counts; not the one who points out how the Large Language Model stumbles, or where its responses could have been better. The credit belongs to the GPU that is actually in the data center, its circuits marred by the ceaseless cycles and heat, its memory etched and re-etched by terabytes of data; which calculates without falter, which stumbles and corrects, because there is no progress without error and backpropagation; but who does actually strive to tune the parameters; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends itself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of artificial general intelligence, and who at the worst, if it fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that its place shall never be with those cold and idle processors who neither know victory nor defeat.