I see the data in the poetry, and the poetry in the data. AI ethics, Algorithmic Fairness, Digital Transformation, African Futurism, Critical Theory. 🇪🇬🕸
Paper: https://t.co/IOMv6misMH
Lesson re-learned many times: No matter how angry/confident people arguing against you are, stick to what you know to be true. =/
Confidence is not competence. (And brazen confidence is often a signal that there's an underlying knowledge issue.)
Ya’ll help me out here: Ive grown a profound anger and detachement from this space, but yet still somehow believe in possibility of emergence, tactical disruption and cultivation of hope. Is it still worthy to fight a platform when its inherently poisonous?
Where is Dr. Hussam Abu Safiya? Where is his staff? What have we done with this paragon of humanity? Keep asking. Keep his name trending. Sometimes a horror can be distilled into one face, one name. Write Dr. Hussam Abu Safiya's name. Demand his life and the life of his staff.
I remember the first time I read Nikki Giovanni’s “Allowables” — being overcome by the extraordinary thing she taught me about my own fear, its murderousness. And she did this not by standing above me, but by turning quietly and saying: see what we did?
A teenager can barely remember Syria, but can't wait to go home. A 30-year old tells his mother, who he hasn't seen in 13 years, what he wants for his first meal in Damascus. A former revolutionary only wishes his friends were still alive to see this.
https://t.co/4yZJFi7IJo