When Tim and I moved into a 1,100ft2 flat in Colorado, it took some getting used to. Actually, it was frightening. Everywhere I looked, behind me, left, or right, there was my husband. “Tim,” I said, “this is not going to work.” Instead of agreeing—though surely he must— he said, “well, let’s see how it goes.”
We know the story of the frog in the pot who doesn’t notice the water heating up until it’s boiling and he’s no more. Could that be happening with us and big data algorithms (AI)? Are we slowly relinquishing making our own decisions?