Why? Because they can. Because 2024 is the year we realized we don't need permission to be archivists, critics, or lunatics. Of course, the silence is not universal. There is a war happening in the margins.
If you close your eyes right now—presuming you aren’t driving or operating heavy machinery—you will miss it. The click. The whir. The quiet shiver of logic gates rearranging the world specifically for you.
But sometime between the frantic panic of Q1 and the exhausted acceptance of Q4, the machines stopped performing for us and started living with us.
Turn the page. The robots are waiting. But for once, they aren't in a hurry. The Logistics of Snow: Why the plow algorithm hates your cul-de-sac.
It is co-authored.
But perhaps that is the point.
Photography by: Elena Voss Issue 11.24 | November 15, 2024