Branding, Algorithms, Pain in the Arse: Dancing around Ourselves

What kind of music do you play? What race are you? Who did you vote for?

FACEBOOK PRAYER

Lord Facebook! Please like me!

Death by Adequacy

We are going to build a neurological association for you, and you are going to be a bastard if you don’t fold yourself and play along. You are going to be a deviant if you don’t offer yourself as a sacrifice to my feeling of ORDER.

A Story That Started With Millennials

Selling to lonely children is much easier. Simple and cynical, as usual.

About Fighting Robots: Basket Rules

Imagine, you have a nice basket. You carry food in it. But then it starts telling you what food to get (using “Basket Rules”).

Being Squashed for Being a Whore, Or…?

On that day, I avoided the path of a linguist / ethnomusicologist turned sex slave by an inch.

Will the New Digital Generation Be Remembered as the Lost Digital Generation?

I think I am having a déjà vu. I think what’s happening to the new, shiny digital generation in the U.S. has already happened to the generation of my grandparents in the Soviet Union.

Death by Adequacy

We are going to build a neurological association for you, and you are going to be a bastard if you don’t fold yourself and play along. You are going to be a deviant if you don’t offer yourself as a sacrifice to my feeling of ORDER.

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Girl on the subway

I was on my way somewhere, and I saw a guy yelling at the girl on the subway platform. Time went by, and he kept yelling. From the conversation, it seemed like she didn’t want to go to back home with him and he didn’t agree. After ten minutes or so of listening to his red-faced screaming and swearing at her, I asked her if she needed help. I felt like if I didn’t ask her and just stood there with a long face like everybody else, I would betray my humanity. My interference made him leave although I am sure the second I was out of sight he was back. He tried to yell at me, too, but didn’t get very far. Not me. No fucking way.

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Tessa is a strongly opinionated singer and musician living in New York. Her background is in classical piano, linguistics, computers, ethnomusicology, and Tibetan studies. She fronts Tessa Makes Love.

Robots are on her shit list, and this blog is about not taking shit from the machine.