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Neo-Post-Colonial Artificial Intelligence Deconstructed All intelligence is artificial We do not huddle in burrows, issuing forth Only to chase down other living things Beat them to death, drink their blood, and eat them We moderns huddle in cubes above the ground With indoor plumbing through pipes that sometimes freeze While we are gazing, searching for lost truths In glowing screens made in slave-labor camps And we have stopped slaughtering other creatures - We have machines to do that for us now
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Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 4:44 PM UTC
Neo-Post-Colonial Artificial Intelligence Deconstructed
Neo-Post-Colonial Artificial Intelligence Deconstructed All intelligence is artificial We do not huddle in burrows, issuing forth Only to chase down other living things Beat them to death, drink their blood, and eat them We moderns huddle in cubes above the ground With indoor plumbing through pipes that sometimes freeze While we are gazing, searching for lost truths In glowing screens made in slave-labor camps And we have stopped slaughtering other creatures - We have machines to do that for us now
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Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 4:44 PM UTC
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