With writing "against" the "machine" near impossible and convenience paramount, one thing to do, not an act of the agent per say but a socialized default, is to lose the languaging of events and circumstances, the languaging by which such things are narrated and made controlled, rendered successive and story-like, dense with detail, and surrender to their passing over and above, hand through tap of running water. Is the denaturing of language and the redundancy of mind the true teaching of the artificially intelligent? (Lee Harris discusses for November). So that the new guard becomes an age of the sensate, for those who, in all cliche, still can.
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