Poem of the week

"An algorithm’s watching me, I am not certain why,
It sends advertisements for things I do not want to buy,
It makes me feel uneasy, that upon me it has preyed,
And if I could locate it, I would whack it with a spade."


Pam Ayres MBE



(Hat tip to Sally Frise who reposted it on X, formerly twitter, today.)


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