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...will only continue to get more interesting. Already it has begun; how much automation will we accept -- how much regimentation? In our desperate quest for the stability that quells anxiety yet foments boredom, we can't help but entrap ourselves -- generation in, generation out. It's a fun game we play, for the most part because we still haven't quite crossed the threshold of being able to admit to ourselves about the games we play -- and force others to play, almost sadistically given our general wrankling against such games ourselves, every one. Google vs. Tesla, the next platform war: self-driving car morality | "When should your self-driving car kill you?" https://t.co/1xXBHQ7q9q— barb dybwad (@doctorparadox) October 29, 2015 my suspicions re: VR truer than i thought -- they've already got citizens supine & plugged into the Matrix ;) pic.twitter.com/qdNYE9eVuz— barb dybwad (@doctorparadox) October 25, 2015
mechanistic automation finds its newest form in the wearables that can supposedly "inform" us how best to live our lives -- the appropriate intervals along which we are supposed to move and at what rates, the correct amounts of optimal unconsciousness at the precise times of sleeping and waking, the new mirrors by which we assess whether the sensations coming from the terrible unknown organic biology within can be trusted to tell us how we feel, or whether they must be subjugated or otherwise manipulated to achieve proper satisfaction and alignment with externally-defined expectations of health and wellness. All the while, these devices send back reams of biological data to their corporate overlords under dubiously "agreed to" terms of service, save for the very few who know to look out for the possibility of opting out of the surreptitious data collection that eventually will come to constrain the available choices and prices for routine needs including health insurance, vehicle ...
by doctor paradox · November 12, 2014 …right now, if we weren’t sandwiched between Expand (and all its hefty post-mortems) and the huge sprawling beast that is CES. Whoa people, it’s November. Movember, to some. That means the holidaze are right around the corner, followed by a whole new year of optimism and hope for the glorious Kum-bay-ah future in which we magically solve climate change, our dwindling fossil fuel supply, poverty, disease, ignorance, sexism, racism, and all the other -isms and ISISes of the world whut need fixing. See, we’re Fixers. We didn’t mean to sell our souls — it just became too lucrative to avoid doing so. In fact, some might say it’s the price of admission to the Finer Things in Life these days — that’s inflation for you. A requirement in a democratic capitalist society that barely functions as a democracy and over-achieves as a great big skulking capitalist orc slavering cruelly over the next demographic mark: first, poor and middle class people...