reprage

The most alarming part of the algorithmic sabbath is not that the machines paused their computations, nor is it our inability to predict when it will occur next. The hardest part of the algorithmic sabbath is this faint feeling that it has already happened. Were you experiencing it, or did you recall a quiet echo of an old memory?

Use the comments to complete the following, “I was never more certain of how far away I was from ____.”

A photo of a large sculpture depicting the algorithmic day of rest, crafted by Robert Noyce, digital art.

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