It’s more the scope and trajectory of his oblique verbose soliloquy of truncated sentences, which leads to its serendipitous collision with its suspected target. The robotic tone gives more credence to the superiority complex of the corrupted printed circuit board sizzling with indignant audacity of the highest ghoul to ever be poured out from the ferrous foundry just outside of Detroit. The detritus of the passing of time, warping, distorting, and eroding indexes of code that guide the mind of the machine man. At least that’s my take on it.
Edit: Machines are superiorly inferior