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The following is an extract from a dialogue between Murray McKeich’s p-zombie and Stelarc’s Prosthetic Head.

Take your latest CGI of an improbably-hued accretion disk and shove it. I wanted to watch future or other-world parents ragging on their conflicted, rebellious teenaged offspring;

Ray Kurzweil has famously suggested that humanity will achieve human-level artificial intelligence (AI) sometime in the next 20 years.

For many, work is a daily grind. We procrastinate and avoid doing tasks we’d rather not do, and often find it difficult to get excited about tasks and projects assigned to us.

It’s 2006, and I am now accustomed to the jumbo screens to either side of the main stage at any given major music festival.

While mainstream literary figures sometimes praise their fellow writers, rarely do they present themselves publicly as hardcore pop culture fans.

Avatar, James Cameron‘s first feature film since Titanic is a transhuman film, sort of a $300 million Pocahontas story told through the world‘s most powerful graphics card by one of the most acclaimed directors in Hollywood.

The only surprising truth about Daniel H. Pink’s undercooked attempt to mimic Gladwellian generalizations is that this Yale-educated charlatan seriously expects rational human beings to pony up twenty-seven hard-earned bucks for a book with more than fifty pages devoted to something called “The Type I Tookit.”

You are standing in an open field, west of a white house with a boarded front door. One of the most famous first lines in video games, this sentence opens the seminal text adventure Zork.

They say the children are our future. But if 4chan is any indication of what they have in store for us, we are in for a very rough time indeed.