Tuesday, June 9, 2020

Week in Seven Words #511

This covers the week of 11/3/19 - 11/9/19.

It's a bright, vivid street, even at dusk. The windows glow with everything I won't or can't buy.

She's trying to do something ethical with her data science work, conscious as she is of how data can be used to manipulate people, deprive them of privacy, or deny them favorable decisions in unfair ways that are difficult or even impossible to appeal.

The fog has feasted on the skyscraper, eating away the steel.

jet lag
Night after night, waking up in the middle of the night, to the flat, dark hours.

He tries to hook up old speakers to an old computer. "Houston, we have a problem," I say, and we make crackling static noises and laugh.

She makes claims that force you into a defensive mode. For example, her questions already contain what she considers the true answer. She doesn't ask to genuinely inquire.

I think of what needs to be rebuilt, and I shiver at what it will take.