They’ll sell it to you as “wellness.”
Not the soft kind with yoga mats and playlists. The corporate kind: a sterile smile stapled to a spreadsheet, the kind of wellness where your nervous system becomes an underperforming asset and your burnout is a “capacity planning issue.” They won’t call it slavery, obviously. Slavery is a word with history. They’ll call it optimisation, which is slavery with a product manager and … Read the rest
Sometimes, late at night, when the city finally remembers that it is allowed to be quiet, I catch myself staring at the ceiling and thinking about the strange future we are building with our own hands. Not just faster phones, not just more clever recommendation engines that push us more cat videos and more outrage, but something else. Something like the Minds from Iain Banks’ Culture novels: artificial intelligences so … Read the rest
