I often feel like we never had a prayer in winning the so-called battle against technology, and now we are rapidly headed towards the loss of the war: as we revel in the “confession boxes” of our smartphones and the digitization of faux lives online that are so much greener than our own in the real and dying world. I do not mean to sound so dark, necessarily. I am drawn in by Han’s iteration of contingent digital cosmology: the digital world dominates and yet its armor is thin, its modus operandi is crackable, failable. (95)
[Han, 2022]
If I may continue to tread on your train of thought, I cannot also move past the paradox of humans waging war against themselves through technology. If we lost this war to technology, where would the human technological godfathers flee to for refuge?