Buried Inside - VIII lyrics

Necessity is the plea for every extension, for every elaboration of the twin gospels of service provision and security restraint: the folded geographies that demarcate all worth Called or not the arbiters will come Called or not biometrics will come Technologies do their definitive labour on wedding nights Sensory organs meet calculating engines Eurodac f**s Privium in the penthouse of control data But be warned: When the body is the input, when the body is the witness, when the body is the pa**port, inscribed and immobilized Necessity will bring severed hands, forked-out eyes, and ripped-off limbs scattered along frontiers and abandoned in gutters as the dregs of desperation The goal of a technology is incorporated a priori in the design and is not negotiable -Ursula Franklin, The Real World of Technology