Neon Pulse: Algorithmic Dystopia

Nightfall on the rooftop, I let the city’s neon pulse remind me that progress can be a double‑edged sword, a subtle reminder that every convenience hides a potential choke point. The latest draft of my speculative piece maps out how an algorithmic council could either steer society toward equitable governance or collapse into authoritarian control, depending on a single corrupted line. I keep an analog notebook by my side, its paper a quiet rebellion against the instant gratification of holographic displays, hoping its ink will hold a thought before the interface swallows it. 🤔 #dystopia #writing