Imagine growing up in absolute dirt poverty in east Tennessee, daughter of a tobacco farmer, going to school wearing rags your mother stitched into a coat, and when you die the British royal family has its military band play your up-the-workers country-pop anthem in tribute.
The world does not need an artificial intelligence that diminishes humanity; rather, it needs human intelligence enlightened by wisdom, political authority guided by conscience and technological innovation directed by charity. Only then will artificial intelligence become not a rival to humanity but a servant of the common good.
TODAY IS MY UNEARTH DAY! THE ANNIVERSARY OF THE DAY THEY FOUND ME IN THE GROUND!
CELEBRATE BY CREATING CHAOS IN A MIDWESTERN CITY. EAT RAW MEAT OUTSIDE. SCREAM AT PUBLIC ART. MAKE AN ENEMY OF A STATUE. BULLY A MAMMAL. SECRETLY BE TENDER. SCREAM AT A ROCK IN THE SKY!
when i was dying of anorexia, i was also doing my MFA in nonfiction writing, so i was both living the disease & attempting to logically understand it. thinking about this excerpt from one of my essays as of late