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Jan 31
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com

    Elon Musk Invites Us Down for Chips and Dip and Destruction

                They have pulled down Deep Heaven on their Heads

                             -C. S. Lewis, That Hideous Strength

He’s implanted a chip, says Mr. Musk
Into the brain (certainly not the hip)
Of some poor patient who’s now just a husk
A talking head, a thing, a radar blip

And what could go wrong with this poor android
A man now fitted with an electric brain
Adjusted and programmed and tweaked and toyed -
A failed experiment thrashing in pain?

And if he fails, this humanoid chip
Musk might use him for guacamole dip
I am not a Luddite. Chips, as with eyeglasses, pacemakers, and artificial joints, will be used by good and wise doctors and scientists to make our lives better. But I do not trust just anyone in the matter
Written by
Lawrence Hall
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