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He whistled as he scrolled through the logfile on the back screen. “This is the best one I’ve ever seen. Slick. All the ones I’ve seen were 3-D printed and kind of plasticky.”

I couldn’t help myself. “There’s a co-op, ex-Palantir kids who vested out and started a maker space. They mill the alumi…

The reality is, there was a kind of blip when a minority of working stiffs—white dudes, mostly—held a little more political power, that lasted for less than a century. Now, humanity was returning to its baseline: all or nothing, with a tiny super-rich minority able to control everyone and everythin…

[...] Choosing to be an activist wasn’t choosing surveillance: choosing to make surveillance was choosing surveillance. I knew what she meant because we’d had this argument before, which is one of the advantages to talking with old friends, all that shared history, all those old conversations in th…

Mostly it sucked because there had been a moment in my life, I suppose as a younger person, when I knew that I aspired to be a writer. This is not the same as feeling at home writing, or feeling the need, the compulsion, to write, which I also felt. But there was this moment when I spied an image o…