We are coming to the edge. We are beginning to lose it. We want our pre-Dot Com attention spans back. We want our pre-Crash economies back. We want to see the Twin Towers reconstituted on rewind – two stiff fingers suddenly raised, as if their crumbling facades in reverse could undo a decade of drone strikes, digital surveillance, death, and terrorism.
We feel atomized, disciplined to our screens and decoupled from our identities. We are irritable and isolated, increasingly unable to relate to each other or ourselves. All the while, our big data is blossoming in algorithmic feedback loops. At every moment, we are being analyzed, synthesized, extrapolated, and exploited. We watch in horror as machines remake us. We feel trapped in a circular production line.