Tyranny of Algorithms, Exhibit Z


God, please save us from the tyranny of algorithms, Type A personality fetish, and their do-gooder programmers. Surveillance capitalism and now science; welcome to the future. 

This is why my only two social media accounts Ello and LinkedIn (plug!) are on private, and that still might not matter. Algorithm economy and culture – even if there is perhaps a little bit of public good in them – might as well be called Creeper Capitalism. How long before a deployed psychological algorithm is involuntary?

There really needs to be effective and enforced privacy laws (and just a better fucking understanding of art and photography) to prevent discriminatory misuse or abuse by government and companies, particularly insurers and employers. But while we were busy playing with the new shiny toy, that train might have left the station.

We’re All Spies, Too

Paul Ottaviano Self-Portrait

My contradictions and I walk with a swagger. I am part of what I criticize. There is no escaping the whip of the tail, if I want to do things. Yet, I miss those moments where I can just look at myself and not recognize anything except myself. So the temptation to openly view and be viewed, and then project on to others, is always hovering. Yet it does nothing for me.