THE HUMAN ALGORITHM

THE AVATAR

  1. Yuval Noah Harari
  2. Max Tegmark
  3. Alan Kay
  4. Mark Fisher

II. WE ARE ALL CYBORGS NOW

  1. Donna Haraway
  2. Nicholas Carr
  3. Susan Sontag
  4. Linda Henkl
  5. Naomi Baron
  6. Sherry Turkle
  7. Tristian Harris

III. THE TECHNO-CAPITALIST PROJECT IS HIJACKING US

  1. Noam Chomsky
  2. Mark Fisher
  3. Douglas Rushkoff
  4. Shoshana Zuboff
  5. Yuval Noah Harari
  6. Cory Doctorow
  7. Henry Kissenger
  8. Shoshana Zuboff

IV. OFFLINE IS THE NEW LUXURY

  1. Jenny Odell
  2. Kate Crawford
  3. Sherry Turkle
  4. Slavoj Zizek 

V. REALITY APATHY

  1. Esther Perel
  2. Guy Debord
  3. E.O Wilson
  4. Robyn Kimmerer Wall
  5. Henry Beston
  6. Rachel Carson

VI. WE DON’T DWELL ON EARTH

  1. Jenny Odell
  2. James Bridle
  3. Byung-Chul Han
  4. James Bridle

VII. REALITY COLLAPSE

  1. Ryan Zicgraff
  2. Max Tegmark
  3. Nick Bostrum
  4. Yuval Noah Harari
  5. Josh Schrei
  6. Henry Kissenger
  7. Paul Kingsnorth

VIII. ENTANGLEMENT

  1. Donna J. Haraway



















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Surveillance capitalism unilaterally claims human experience as free raw material for translation into behavior data. It is no longer enough to automate information flows about us. The goal now is to automate us.

(Surveillance Capitalism, 2019)

Shoshana ZuboffWriter and Academic


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As the prediction imperative drives deeper into the self, the value of its surplus becomes irresistible and cornering operations escalate. What happens to the right to speak in the first person from and as myself, when the swelling frenzy of institutionalization set into motion by the prediction imperative is trained on cornering, my size blinks and utterances on the way to my very thoughts as a means to others ends. It is no longer a matter of surveillance capital wringing surplus from what I search buy and browse. Surveillance capital wants more than my body's coordinates in time and space. Now it violates the inner sanctum as machines and their algorithms decide the meaning of my breath and my eye, my jaw muscles, the hitching my voice, and the exclamation points that I offer in hope and innocence.