The internet did not die; it was embalmed alive, taught to imitate its own pulse, and released back into the world as an infinite machine for converting human meaning into synthetic residue.
The language of the school was expansive: culture, power, technology, ethics, ecology, gender, indigeneity, diversity, human experience, systems, responsibility, complexity. It spoke fluently about uncertainty, fragility, and care. It marketed itself as a space for deep reflection on and constructive engagement with how technological systems were and are reshaping civilisation. But in one all-staff meeting, […]
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