Late twentieth-century machines have made thoroughly ambiguous the difference between natural and artificial, mind and body, self-developing and externally designed, and many other distinctions that used to apply to organisms and machines. Our machines are disturbingly lively, and we ourselves frighteningly inert.
Interpretation
The quote highlights the blurred lines between nature and technology, suggesting that machines are becoming almost lifelike while humans seem less active.
Donna J. Haraway's quote points to the complexities and ambiguities introduced by late twentieth-century technology, where the distinctions between the natural world and artificial creations have diminished. This reflection raises questions about the nature of humanity, our reliance on machines, and how these developments influence our understanding of ourselves and our place in the world.
In practice
In a discussion about how technology impacts our lives, this quote can illustrate the complexities of our relationship with machines.
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Let not any one pacify his conscience by the delusion that he can do no harm if he takes no part, and forms no opinion. Bad men need nothing more to compass their ends, than that good men should look on and do nothing.
Rush, that most exciting perversion of life, the necessity of accomplishing something in less time than should be truly allowed for its doing.
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With the magnificence of eternity before us, let time, with all its fluctuations, dwindle into its own littleness.
There is but one truly serious philosophical problem and that is suicide.
Men create the gods after their own images.
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